I know this will shock you (since now that I have my flat(ish) tummy back) but I really want another baby.
Darling Husband does not.
We have started this tit-for-tat game.
(Me) "Aw, look he just kissed you all by himself! Wouldn't that feel even better if you had a daughter kissing you on the other side?"
(Him) "Then I would have spaghetti sauce on BOTH sleeves of my favorite white linen shirt."
The other night we had people over for dinner. I told them that at various times throughout the evening to softly say in the vicinity of DH, "You want another baby." And then carry on with their conversation.
"The weather has been so (you want another baby) humid lately. My hair is a mess."
This subliminal messaging went brilliantly--until the next morning.
DH: "Last night was fun but I think I drank too much. It was weird, I kept getting this uncontrollable urge to have another brandy."