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June 26

果然是妹妹!

医生话音刚落,和爸忍不住站了起来--我就知道是女儿,我就知道是女儿!
如他与和和所盼,妹妹大架光临.
名字早已起好:Melody
我们家的小Melody----欢迎你.
和爸不是个自信的人,在养姑娘的问题上却无比自信与热衷,从一开始谈论生儿育女,他微笑说预感自己会有两个女儿,五年过去,果然被他用行动证明.
吃饭庆祝,他大言不惭-我要回去竞选议员,两个女儿的爹,最被妈妈们喜欢.
和妈看着先生,心生怜悯,可怜的老黄牛啊,这下你慢慢为女儿们挣嫁妆吧.
 
 
P.S., 昨晚乘机与和爸在夏夜的伦敦鬼混了一下,凌晨才回家,打开电视赫然发现一代真正的天王巨星去世,顿时,其实也是再一次感受人生无常,惋惜他成年后所有的荣华富贵都换不回童年的缺失,而他却夸父追日试图给自己一个童年.
      所以,我们对于孩子的承诺不要太多太远,至少保证她们有美好纯真温暖的童年,让她们回忆中总是一抹亮色.
      孩子是用来疼爱的,不是用来平己遗憾的.
 
 
 
 
 
June 18

归心似箭

喊了几年狼来了要搬荷兰,如今真是狼来了,和爸在八月的最后一天海牙履新,那头都已经开始排病人的名单,效率之高令和妈刮目相看.
上周在海牙阿姆斯特丹,这次总算进城了,在YINGHUI阿姨带领下考察海牙的中餐馆和中国超市,超市物品之齐全让奶奶大为欢喜,而且地点方便,半小时公车即到.
43路这趟车,跑了至少六十年了,从前有和爸上学的身影,很快和和也要坐上去.
周五是结婚五周年纪念日,和爸早早准备了一块表,以平太太对婚戒的耿耿于怀,和和也不傻,笑眯眯问:妈妈,等我16岁了,你要给我戴.
周六却是和爸姨父的葬礼,妹妹们全部飞到,和妈借口忘带黑鞋临阵脱逃,黄昏时与妹妹们聊天,她们都惊讶于表兄弟姐妹们,或者自己的容颜都在飞速退却,而一个大家庭也只有在婚礼上葬礼上才能彼此谋面寒喧,老一辈的姐妹兄弟则冷幽默问下一个会是谁.
SISSI小妹妹对阿姆斯特丹的熟门熟路使得和家老小与西班牙朋友太太迅速完成了观光客的任务,吃了买了看了,而中国城里还有座庙,以后清明可以烧香了.
也终于发现和爸的游子之心盼归,他罕见喝起小酒吃起肉丸讲起恶心笑话,眉飞色舞宣称这是他学生时代最爱,第一次他显示出对于故土的感情,而和和在火车上做黄口小儿道: Holland is so tiny winy,和妈大窘,和爸与周围人却哈哈大笑,所谓童言无忌.
看花的同志们,我们明年荷兰见.
谢谢YINGHUI和SISSI,以后做邻居,常来常往.
 
 
 
June 11

Classic Frills

六月一号,和妈大学时代密友大炮叔叔终于娶了漂亮的娇滴滴的年青杭州太太,自此,这位著名的单身汉有了组织。
看大炮叔叔发来的登记照,一副新好男人样子,却怎么也忘不了他二十岁时的长发假摇滚伪愤怒。
小米阿姨那时一针见血指出:大炮,骨子里还是个江浙男人,虽然他号称有海的胸怀山的体格。
现在想来,江浙男人简直就是一种称赞,而亲爱的大炮同志也不负众望成为典型的江浙好男人,用九十后的小姑娘的说法是:多好一大叔,虽然这位大叔时不时还要忍不住把眼光粘在她们的身上。
96年七月在站台送走大炮叔叔,和妈突然伤感青春时代的结束,有很多遗憾有很多快乐,于是哭了一场;十三年后,都曲折得殊途同归。
和爸看两位新人的登记照,诚实赞美这位太太的美貌,这让目前又矮又圆又脸上起斑的和妈略微自怜--孕育新生命的过程也是自我摧残的过程啊,刚扮苦相,和爸立即送上美言: 我们结婚那日你也是这么神采飞扬。
一眨眼,五年过去了,明天全家回海牙庆祝,婚礼也罢结婚周年纪念也罢,都是老套的形式,形式背后,却也是承诺与彼此的肯定鼓励。
祝福大炮婚姻美满,早日抱上美丽的小女儿--好色多情的爹们也只有牵上宝贝女儿的手后,才慢慢不那么左顾右盼。







June 04

二十年

二十年过去,这道伤痕依在,即使隐在心灵深处,即使努力遗忘
这道伤痕非自戕,而是被戕,因为,我们曾都是当事人,即使是可能自私可能胆怯可能小龌龊的普通人
昨晚,再看到二十年前的那一幕,刺痛耻辱袭来,和爸默默并肩而坐
那一刻,很嫉妒和爸,他们的人生没有这样的国殇
六月的鲜花开遍了原野,六月的阳光充足透彻
六月逝去的生命更需要公开被纪念











May 25

风雨夜归人

外面电闪雷鸣,雨哗哗的。
和爸还在天上飞,航班统统晚点,天气很坏,和妈这颗心悬着。
不停刷新两个机场的时刻表,紧张。
做夫妻久了,会生出很多也许本不必要的担心,都是一根绳上的蚂蚱,置身事外不可能
和和睡了,睡前还编个故事安慰妈妈
----从前有个人叫kees,他很高很强壮,还很逗,有一天他坐在飞机上,很多的雷电,飞机飞得很颠,Kees却一点都不怕,他唱歌,他唱我是一个好乘客,从来都不开手机,然后飞机就降落了,Kees 也回家了。
Once upon a time, a man called Kees, he‘s very tall and very strong, and he’s funny. One day he was on broad, heavy thunder storm made the aircraft very bumpy, but Kees wasn't scared, he sang loudly: I'm a good passenger, I never switched on my mobile, then the flight landed safely,Kees went back home, the end.
这个故事,深入到和妈的心坎里,抱紧女儿,不让她看见妈妈也会那么惊慌失态。

P.S., 23.22 飞机平安降落,和妈痛下厨房恶狠狠煮了一杯咖啡,深深呼吸了久违的香气,然后倒掉。








May 20

新的一周

周日奶奶飞到,和爸乐呵呵把奶奶与麻将搭子朋友一起接回来,两老太太关系好到回国都定一个航班,一路上唠唠叨叨家长里短,航程就不那么漫长了。
过海关,干妈捎上的鸭胗干小包装全军覆没,可是和妈挂念的新鲜茭瓜和莴笋却被放行,于是吃了一天炒茭瓜丝吃了一天莴笋片,胃口大开。
老太太心情大好,四周内把该见的家人朋友都见了,把想吃的都吃到了,把该买的都该买了,算是有效率。
和和快乐得像一只小鸟,在床上假寐,一听到动静,立即飞奔而出,抱住奶奶,半天不挪身,嘴里喊:奶奶,you are the best grandma in the whole wide world! 奶奶捧着和和的小脸仔细端详,哎呀,你又长高了,和和也乘机发嗲,赶紧伸出胳膊大腿展示青紫伤疤,哪天哪时如何摔了磕了碰了撞了,并且骄傲得说,爸爸讲膝盖上没有疤是长不大的:)
因为和妈坐和爸的车恶心,周六特别搭玛格瑞特阿姨的车去搬米搬菜,在老娘来之前充足粮草,结果老太太最想念的却是new potato,第一顿没吃米饭就吃了一小碗蒸土豆,没把和爸笑翻。
上周四和妈去伦敦,和爸接了和和后两人在餐馆解决晚饭然后给和和洗澡读书伺候小姐就寝,夜里到家,和爸两眼炯炯报告和和在餐馆是如何礼貌有趣,简直像与年轻小姐约会,和妈抱怨在伦敦一人吃饭了无生趣,简直就是最原始的填肚子。
 
 
 
 
 
May 12

Hullo, my dear little one

昨天,你满十二周,爸爸妈妈在屏幕上看到了你。
记得和和姐姐那时是圆乎乎的头,而你,似乎更像爸爸的头
昨天,妈妈清晨五点半醒来,有点激动有点紧张,因为人生初见
爸爸放弃上午的门诊,全程陪妈妈看你,暗暗的房间里,屏幕上你动个不停,双手高举,爸爸下意识握紧妈妈的手,妈妈知道,他一定心潮起伏,因为你是他极力争取的宝贝,这一刻,没有人比他更爱你。
当姐姐放学,看你的扫描照片,仔细看了半天,问,这是妹妹还是弟弟? 怎么我看不清?爸爸妈妈都笑了,说我们都不知道,姐姐也笑-反正我是大姐姐了。
诚实得说,妈妈对你的关注,到目前还不够,前五年,父母的生命被你姐姐填得满满当当,在父母的视线里,她是快乐的姐姐。
你的姐姐是最关注你的人,她早晚要隔着妈妈亲你,她要给你买这买那,她热衷于编造你的故事,你的父亲努力跃进一年当两年用,给你们两个孩子尽量宽裕的生活,为了你们,他愿意奉献。
妈妈的心情平静,虽然知道,接下来的日子会有一些变化,爸爸的工作姐姐的学校我们的家,当然,怎么变,每到假期,我们都会带姐姐与你回来,这个小城有爸爸十二年的时光,姐姐则是这里生这里长,你也将在这里出生,然后襁褓中告别。
如果人生一定有双城记,那么小城与海牙将是我们四个人的双城故事,海牙是父亲的故乡,小城是姐姐的故乡,我们希望将来你也喜欢这两个充满记忆的地方,毕竟只一海相隔。
在英十年,妈妈也渐渐要道声告别,你的父母都是非常谨慎的人,轻易不做决定,而且小心留下退路,我们能不能就当是在沪宁杭三地的搬家,可以允许回头重来,这也是爸爸妈妈为什么把姐姐与你的学校料理妥当的原因,哪怕付学校几百镑保证金保留位置,我们认为,学校很重要,因为那里才是你们小朋友所在的地方,人的童年,没有一起嬉笑打闹的小伙伴是遗憾的。
宝贝,我们一起静静等待,等待再次看到你的日子,有一点可以确认,你将有一个和睦温暖的家,虽然妈妈从不忍心让姐姐当姐姐,但是,她应该可以胜任,有的人天生可以承担。

P.S., 1,叶酸现在被要求服用到16周,不再是从前的12周
        2,相信 一年前灾难中离开的生命已成漫天的繁星,想念的时候,我们一起仰望星空,祝福你们幸存的家人安康
       













May 02

渐渐水落石出

昨天本地公立小学录取放榜,没有任何惊奇,和和也被城中名声清誉的英国圣公会小学录取,26位小男生女生,全校只一百五六十名学生。
和妈拿着录取信,与回家的和爸相视一笑,从某一点说,作为父母,我们给了和和足够的学校选择,从优质公立小学到门槛高高的私立女校,也知道此刻有父母正难过他们的孩子没有被录取,倘若不是女校在先,和妈也会觉得满意。
和爸离开一周,和和似乎有些生气,虽然老爸献媚送上一包礼物,还是很矜持得端架子,和爸顿时慌张,接二连三解释他为什么必须一人去荷兰,晚上他试图抱和和睡觉,和和一把推开他--你太臭了。
于是和爸难过得叫嚷:一家人绝对不能两地,一周都太久,看他狼吞虎咽吃了还要,心生怜悯,我们做父母的,总想给孩子更安全更富裕的生活,却牺牲时间,将来孩子更喜欢留在账户上的钱,还是对儿时与父母嘻戏打闹的回忆更深情?
真希望不是买椟还珠!
和爸的试业相当顺利,虽然他时不时对病人讲起英语,玛格丽特阿姨正不满要交50%的税,问和爸,还要人吗? 和爸奸笑你可以专门来做手术,省得你手痒,这位阿姨酷爱动刀,常为没有教学医院那多频繁的挑战性病例而郁闷。
外婆这边与老母亲,弟弟妹妹吃吃喝喝,快乐得说长道短,大家庭的快乐大概只有到了一定的年岁才能appreciate;而荷兰奶奶得知她将再当奶奶,老太太泪光闪闪,搞得和爸束手无策,连忙抱住老母亲,在老太太眼里,和妈是挽救她宝贝儿子的人,当然和妈也不省油,厚着脸皮雷和爸,那你妈的那些首饰要准备交接了吧?!和爸落荒而逃。









April 28

倔老头上访记

倔老头,自然是我家老头,77岁了,还为几十年前的单位一点事反刍,怎么都气难平,于是要求去北京上访。
正值孙东东教授的论断耸人听闻:上访的,都偏执,偏执嘛,就有点精神病,和妈猛劝老头你偏执可以,但不要被当成精神病。
老头岗岗得说,我就要讨个说法,舅舅也劝,时过境迁,人早死得死退得退,而且你年青时情商也太低,当大炮自然没好下肠,再说,你也没怎么被打击报复,老头还是不听,每天除了看人民网和凤凰网,就在图书馆里写天书,和妈又鄙薄他的字,问,现在谁还看手写体?老头还是闷头咬紧牙关一个一个字写来,和爸纳闷他怎么这么喜欢爬格子,问他是不是在写书啊?和妈苦笑,他有一些issues,然后费了九牛二虎之力解释什么叫上访,当然也要恶毒抱怨他的固执,和爸听完乐了,说这也是他的人生追求啊,有意见为什么不自己去campaign,要支持嘛。
和妈也不是没出过馊主意,比如总理来访,老头你不爽可以去递状子,老头很受侮辱义正词严:还不是辱没中国的国际形象吗?我堂堂正正爱国的中国人,怎么可以?和妈对哥哥长叹:典型的愚民啊,还是对这个体制有幻想,或者说他对人生要求太高,居然要全赢!
罢罢罢,和妈拗不过老头子,只好支持,所谓孝顺。
第一步,问你要去哪里上访?老头答自然是中纪委,我才不去国家信访局。
于是和妈锁定地点,离中纪委最近的酒店定了一周,近到走路只十分钟,并且打印相关地图,连有什么餐馆都标出,生怕两人舍不得花钱随便果腹
第二步请小米阿姨接机,还要讨洗衣服的盆子衣架,早早买好回南京的卧铺票
第三,两老的来英国从不带钱带卡,于是请和和干妈打钱到小米帐上,再带足够英镑现钞以备不需
最后,小城朋友在京的父母姐姐管饭管玩管送上火车,两人把鸟巢水立方先睹为快,和爸很是嫉妒
老头排了两天队,老太送水送饭换班,终于排上了见了官交了他的宝贝材料,也与真正老上访们聊了天,知道人家住得是10元一夜的地下室,吃得是泡面馒头,冤情比海深,他突然释然了,觉得自己几十年前那点气还真不算什么。
于是两老的就近逛王府井,在王府井百货买点小纪念品,没想到老头摸奖摸了个一等奖,于是老太太多了一对接近上万蓝宝石耳环和蓝宝石坠的白金项链,老太太感慨啊,除了结婚这抠门的老头送过一块上海表,这是头一回。和爸打趣说下次要带老头去荷兰赌场,手气这么壮,不能错过。
一周后,两老夫妻坐了动车回南京,本来是上铺,被下铺的年青人热情换了,他们于是一夜无梦天亮被舅舅差人接站平安到家。
和妈悬着的心总算放下了,咱爹咱娘老了,牵挂担心真多,生怕有一点闪失,问题在于,不怕老人老而变慢,就怕自作主张无知无畏,还好,这次老头很配合,阿弥陀佛万事大吉。
谢谢小米,谢谢干妈,谢谢朋友的一家人,谢谢火车上换铺的人。
当然更祝福所有有issue的上访者,能像我家老头那样把苦涩弄成自我找乐。















操练单身妈妈

19号爷爷奶奶短期回国,上周和爸回荷兰试营业,瞬间和妈和和沦为单身母女。
和爸离开时一步三回头,不停重复你们仨要保重,随时电话我随时缩短时间回来,和和眼巴巴看着奶奶爸爸消失在视线之外,她很有些迷惘。
于是母女周末实施逛街政策,狠狠买东西,大概留守女士容易滋生乱买的习惯,实在是好打发时间。
晚上睡觉,母女抱得紧紧,和和问,妈妈,奶奶明天回来吗? 爸爸明天回来吗? 妈妈答,奶奶三周后回来,爸爸周五就回来,都给你带很多礼物,于是她在对礼物的幻想中入睡。
闷头想想,好像自己还没有过几天当单身妈妈的经历,这一次有点破天荒,似乎都赶到一起,部门有人早先定了这两周,和妈只能等到下下周休假,不然一起去荷兰省得和爸牵肠挂肚,当然和爸又开始嘀咕你要辞职你要辞职你要辞职。

April 16

很久没有八卦

记得两年前八过西班牙帅哥的儿子,时光穿梭,小男生都已经显示出巴西人与西班牙人的足球天赋,别的孩子赶考伦敦的高门槛幼儿园,他却轻送考进了Fulham的幼儿足球俱乐部,个子小小却速度极快,还一头爆炸卷发,酷到不怎么讲英语,开口就是葡萄牙语和西班牙语。
生活是现实的,他的爹娘并没有因为他生活在一起,老爹从妇科医生转行在anti-aging 领域逐渐打出小名,现在研讨会上讲两小时都能收两千镑,于是他经常一人孤独得飞到新加坡澳大利亚,讲完又一人飞回,连酒店都不住;在巴塞罗那的私人门诊经过了一年,慢慢有了客户,据说,一小时400欧,当然不只是打肉瘤针和胶原蛋白。和妈请他给和爸拉皮,老兄慢条斯理说,十五年前他就这样了,十五年后就也是这样,拉皮对他没什么用,将来你要是拉皮,我来弄。
可是娘签证期早满,无法继续呆在英国,爹是绝对不肯帮忙,但是出律师费,资助她与内务部打漫长的官司,也就是说,她是西班牙公民的母亲,所以她应该有权利合法留在英国,这是非常难搞的官司,虽然有前例在欧洲高等法院胜诉,两年下来,律师费已经小几万镑,是否能赢还不知道。
去年圣诞节,三人第一次回了巴西,才知道娘家是如何贫困如何暴力,下午三点,坐在公车上,能被人用枪顶着交钱包,自此,孩子爹发誓他的儿子绝对不能回巴西,好在,这位娘也是宁死也不回去的。和妈忍不住问,你可以考虑一下以unmarried partner申请她的身份? 老兄傲然回答:我和她没有关系,她只是我儿子的妈妈,这是原则。 孩子娘这两年也是屡败屡战,拿过刀威胁他,这老兄都不为所动。
这母子在时髦FULHAM的生活是昂贵的,小男生的幼儿园一周五个上午,一学期将近3000镑,再加上房租生活费度假,老爹则是伦敦-巴塞罗那的门诊两头跑,每周都在天上;最不爽的是他在西班牙房价高涨时屯进巴塞罗那的两栋房子,以为可以轻易租出,结果至今空着,又不能卖,只能挺着等待时机。
和爸很是同情老兄,却支持他宁可花钱打官司让孩子娘自己挣身份,而不妥协。

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April 12

Easter Sunday



混混噩噩的过了几周,每天与nettle rash和恶心做斗争,和和的复活节假已经两周了,挖空心思为她找节目,没有了学校与小朋友们她也不爽,好在周三开学,和妈和爸长喘一口气。
前三周,和爸每周工作时间达到一百小时,看他每天早出晚归,看他一人桌前埋头痛吃晚饭,半夜手痒,他第一个跳起来给自己抹膏。公公做胃镜肛门镜检查,他前后照顾,老人血管细,他找技术好的护士长来抽,弄完了他给公公送上一杯茶和饼干,老头子于是叹息,还是在女婿工作的医院看病舒服。
也许不仅和和需要手足,大概和爸更需要多一个孩子让他去爱让他去宠让他去呵护。
早晨去Service,当‘哈利路亚’唱起,和和站在我们中间,世间万事都在身后。
五年似乎一个轮回,几乎完全相同的时间,还是同一位midwife同一位ob,不同的是五年前无数忐忑不安,现在心态敦顺经验一把,姑子们起哄要开赌男女,和爸郁闷道,我就想女儿,她们掺和什么!
朋友们自然祝贺,和爸又忍不住鬼马腔调:I haven't found who did it!




April 02

最近

最近成了狗鼻子,过分敏感,什么气味都逃不掉
见不得任何有酱油的东西,食物就成了清水煮加很多醋
容易犯困,手腕处莫名其妙痒,半夜痒醒,发现自己把自己抓破了,和爸急不过,给太太抹一堆E45也不管有用没用;找GP朋友看,他大笑道20%的概率会有这样的类似皮炎,或许明天就消失,且放宽心。
向和爸皱眉抱怨要求quit,他装疯做傻装聋作哑,再就是做花痴状笑,买花买花,天天买花也不能止痒!
和和最近的阅读则集中在迎接弟弟妹妹的花样翻新故事里,每晚的书类似却又不同,念到和妈抓狂。
妹妹家的老大们都要上大学了,我们这里还在忙新生命,想想真是一头冷汗,尽管生命是美好的。


March 22

母亲节

有多久没有一人坐下来看书,一本'Heartburn'打开了两周还没到一半,虽然每天放在包里上班下班然后枕边.
冬天里抱怨阴雨连绵,春天到了却花粉过敏.
和和早早送上她亲手做得贺卡,看着她圆头圆脑的juliette签名,难免有些weepy,如今她睡前最爱的游戏是:let's talk about my baby sisiter,于是,一起run一个一个scenario,都是她怎么面对未来小妹妹的一切淘气无理;在和和的心里,她一相情愿希望有个粉粉的小妹妹,哪怕这个小妹妹要抢她的裙子咬她的书撕她的画.
同时,她在学校里似乎骄傲了起来,因为她将不再是个没有兄弟姐妹的孩子.
现在看来,这个社会还是非常强大,让我们这些曾经惧怕被主流化的人无一例外以孩子的名义先后跳进圈内,努力成为习以为常的标准中产家庭norm:一处独立房子一处小度假屋一辆厚重的(和爸从前躲之不及的)Station Wagon一辆敞蓬三门两个孩子冬天滑雪夏天下海,孩子们要有礼貌更要苗条,父母出门要牵手而且不能增重,周末去去教堂还要时时逛逛博物馆美术馆,孩子们的课内课外活动一定要捧场,如果孩子害羞,还要勇于充当social engineering.
好在,我们上路很晚,大概来不及中年危机了,因为孩子们太小,小到没有时间精力来自怜,如果一定要纠结:原来20-30一路狂奔的结果就是为了30-40的生儿育女完成家庭责任,然后就是一年一年的家庭合影,直到有一天我们坐在了中间,而小小的孩子们都长大成人---我们不也都以为自己与众不同有自由的魂灵,藐视循规蹈矩与日常生活?
和爸最喜被女性包围,所以他弃电子从医,从前是漂亮的妹妹们,现在是宝贝女儿,于是他自言自语:神啊,再给一个嗲嗲的女儿吧.
为了言而有信,从明天起,一周只做21小时.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
March 16

一个还是两个?

一篇不可能有结论的文章,不过很有趣。

几年前说过,如果有弟弟小名叫睦睦,如果是妹妹就叫美美

不管怎样,欢迎弟弟妹妹的来到

希望我们是和和睦睦和和美美的一家人。



URL:http://www.guardian.co.uk/lifeandstyle/2009/mar/15/single-child-families

Is Britain becoming a one-child nation?

The number of families with a single child is growing at a faster rate than ever. Damon Syson, father of one, weighs up the pros and cons of greedy breeding

Mealtimes at David and Paula's house are a rowdy affair. With three children under six, there's no place for etiquette. Cutlery is mainly used for percussion. Food dropped on the floor is still fair game if you can reach it before the dog. My daughter Ava, who is two, stares with a mixture of bewilderment and delight as Josh, three, climbs on to the table and drops his trousers. Pretty soon she's joining in, and loving it. Having three children has meant big changes for David and Paula. They moved from London to Hertfordshire, Paula gave up her job. They sold the Audi and bought a people carrier - no ordinary saloon could accommodate the three car-seats, double pushchair, single pushchair and all the other paraphernalia.

After lunch the children play. For about 10 minutes there's something approaching calm. Then there are tears when Jethro, who's nearly six, decides he likes the look of the monster truck Josh is playing with and exercises his droit de seigneur. I marvel at David's calm. A lot of the time, he admits, he feels like a referee at an ice hockey game.

We decide to go to the pub. Leaving the house feels like gearing up for an attempt on the North Pole. As far as I can see, everything is a three-man job. I wonder how Paula manages during the week, when David is at work. I think of how long it takes to coax Ava into clothes and out of the house in the morning, and triple it. David admits things are a bit hectic. "But it's getting easier each day and the nice thing is, it feels like the family is complete. Give it a year and we'll be playing two-a-side football in the garden."

I ask him how Jethro took to the arrival of his first younger brother. David snorts: "How would you feel? You've had your mother's undivided attention for three years and overnight you're sidelined. His world fell apart."

I'm asking this question for a reason. My partner Bethan and I are currently debating whether or not to try for a second child. As we leave David and Paula's, I'm full of admiration for the cool, un-neurotic way they deal with their new life. I'm drawn to the rough and tumble of it all, to the ever-shifting dynamics of the five-way relationship. It's what you imagine when you think of a family, rather than just two large people staring down at a small person. And yet, at the same time, I wonder how - or maybe if - Bethan and I would cope with the introduction of another person into our lives. We're already struggling - financially, emotionally - with one child. Would giving Ava a sibling "complete" our family, or would it be the equivalent of tossing a hand grenade at our already shaky domestic equilibrium?

Like many couples with one child, we are at a crossroads. Money is scarce, Bethan and I both work full-time. Both of us found the first year of parenthood hard. Things are just getting easier now. It feels like we're emerging from a dark tunnel. The idea of putting ourselves through it all again seems like madness. We're not alone. Although two children remains the most common family size in the UK, the latest figures from the Office for National Statistics indicate a steady rise in the number of only children. In 1972, 18 per cent of children were living in a one-child household. This had risen to 22 per cent in 1981, remaining at a steady level until 1991 and rising again to 24 per cent in 2001. By 2007, the last year for which figures are available, 26 per cent of the UK's children were living without siblings.

It's likely that the number of only children will continue to rise. Historically, the birth rate drops when there is a national crisis or recession. In the US, for example, there was a steep decline during the Great Depression and again in 1976 following the oil crisis. The US Census Bureau reports that women approaching the end of their childbearing years in 2004 had an average of 1.9 children, compared with 3.1 for their 1976 counterparts. In New York, more than 30% of children are only children. It may no longer be unusual to have one child, and yet the received wisdom is still that, biology permitting, you must have more. Parents who choose to bring up an only child are dubbed "selfish". Your few years of extra convenience, they warn, will be paid for, psychologically, by your child. To create a happy, functional family unit, having more than one child is seen as vital.

"It's a no-brainer, isn't it," said one father-of-two I chatted to recently. "Sure, life's hell for five years, but then it's job done and you can leave them to it. They amuse themselves."

As attractive as that sounds, I'm not convinced. Apart from the morbid rationale of equipping yourself with "an heir and a spare", what are the genuine benefits of having more than one child? Only children get a bad press - they are accused of being spoilt and needy, of being perfectionists and ill-equipped to deal with the emotional cut and thrust of adult life. But there are convincing arguments for raising just one child. Parents feel they can offer their best, both financially and emotionally. With two or more kids, the resources have further to travel.

In spite of the growing number of only children, a childhood with siblings is still the social norm. This has resulted in the stereotyping of the only-child experience. A 2001 study in Finland went as far as to "support the hypothesis that growing up as an only child is associated with violent criminality among males". We may have a daughter, but it still gives you pause for thought. From a selfish parental point of view, there are certain advantages that emerge from the morass of studies. Only children report having closer ties with their parents. They are slightly more risk-averse, less likely to go through a rebellious phase. In adult life, they are more likely to live close to their parents than those with siblings.

Whatever we decide, we have to decide it quickly. Bethan is 37, so holding fire until Ava is at school would mean she'd be 41. Experts agree that one of the main reasons for the increase in only children is that women are leaving it later to have children. We have discussed the question of a second child ad nauseam, but only recently. In the first year after Ava's birth, with the memory of colic still fresh in our minds, it was out of the question. Whenever people asked us when (always when, never if) we planned to have a second child, my stock answer was: "Around the time they host the winter Olympics in Hell." Bethan, meanwhile, would simply hiss: "Never again!"

But gradually the memory fades. You look at friends with two or more children and hanker after some of that domestic hurly-burly. Moreover, anyone faced with the unbridled solipsism of a toddler may wonder if the only way to ensure your child doesn't grow up as a frightful egotist is to throw another baby into the equation. Bethan is an only child, brought up by a single mother, and she has turned out, in my view, exceptionally well - apart from suffering from an over-developed sense of fairness (I'm convinced she counts out the green beans to make sure we each get an equal number) and a tendency towards collecting things (she still has a display of more than 100 scented rubbers at her mother's house). And yet we both worry that by failing to provide Ava with a sibling we will be somehow depriving her of a vital component for a successful, happy life and that in years to come she may feel she has missed out on something.

It certainly seems to be true for many grown-up only children. Google "only child" and you'll discover a number of websites in which "onlies" express their feelings of loss, grieving for the siblings they never had. There are even only-child conferences and workshops.

Bernice Sorensen is a psychotherapist based in the west country, and the author of Only Child Experience and Adulthood. Through her website, onlychild.org.uk, she has collected thousands of personal accounts from adult only children which contain a number of common themes.

"I've been surprised at the number of people I hear from who have spent their whole life wishing they had a sibling," she says. "Usually they're people who have been brought up in isolated places. They feel a huge lack in their lives. Generally it comes to a head later in their life, especially when their parents get older."

Without doubt the biggest challenge for onlies is the realisation that when your parents need care, the burden will fall squarely on your shoulders, and when they die you will be left alone. At that point, a sibling can be a huge comfort.

Sorensen believes that many only children find it difficult to form relationships in later life. (I have a sudden flashback to the 1970s sitcom Sorry, starring Ronnie Corbett, about the infantilised adult only child still struggling to break away from domineering parents.) She also believes that because they have "quasi-adult" ways of approaching things, they can be made to feel odd at school. "A child may be able to hold her own in adult conversation, but at school he or she might be bullied, simply because they don't know how to interact with other children. A child saying something in the voice of a parent... You can imagine how that goes down."

I post a message on the site's noticeboard and three people respond. Jane, 34, is privately educated, now works in sales and is based in southwest London. Jane first started taking an interest in her only-child upbringing after the break-up of a long-term relationship a year ago. "It made me question aspects of my personality," she says. "I found myself asking, 'Why has this failed?' I'm not saying my relationship failed because I'm an only child, but I think it was a factor."

Jane describes her upbringing as privileged, but says she was the victim of "horrendous pressure" from her parents. "All their hopes were on my shoulders - education, career, it still goes on. They'd be like, 'Why didn't you get into that school? Why didn't you do well on sports day?' Sometimes it felt like they were ganging up on me. Being an only child wasn't just about not having a playmate, it was about not having an ally. If you do argue with someone it's your parents and they're always right. So as an adult you become very good at sitting there meekly, and taking a lot of crap."

While the other people who contact me have, on the whole, positive memories of growing up as only children, it's clear from talking to Jane that she and many others are convinced the experience left them emotionally hamstrung.

In the past, this was also the professional belief. At the turn of the last century, psychologist Granville Stanley Hall compared being an only child to having a "disease". And in the 1920s, Austrian psychoanalyst Alfred Adler argued that because the only child has never experienced the trauma of being "dethroned" by the arrival of another child, he or she is left in an arrested state of egocentricity. Adler's theories have since been challenged by Toni Falbo, professor of educational psychology at the University of Texas's Population Research Center. She has studied the outcomes of only children in the US and China for more than 30 years and insists that, if anything, only children have a slight advantage when it comes to academic achievement, motivation and self-esteem.

Falbo also warns against treating birth-order research like some sort of crystal ball into the future of your child. "The differences between one and two children are not night and day," she explains. "In terms of educational outcomes, the disparity is minimal. This type of research doesn't speak to the individual."

And what of the legions of onlies who complain of feeling alienated and odd on websites such as www.beinganonly.com? "Yes, you'll find siblingless people who are miserable," Falbo counters. "But you will also encounter siblinged people who are miserable. I would say that if you take a more representative sampling of people - that is not just people who want to complain and find friends to complain with on the internet - on average only children do not feel depressed or alienated or odd." In other words, growing up an only child may be a convenient peg on which to hang insecurities.

The question remains that if there aren't really any major differences between adult onlies and those of us who grew up with siblings, why does the societal prejudice against only children persist? Falbo believes it's hardwired: "There is a lingering belief that's been around probably since humans first existed that to have just one child is somehow dangerous, both for you and for the continuation of your race. In the past a lot of children died. You'd have had to be crazy to only have one."

To get a clearer idea of what life has in store for Ava as an only child, I decide I need to consult someone experiencing it first-hand. Chloe is on Star Doll when I phone. "It's like a virtual world where you make friends and get famous," she informs me. All her friends from school go on it so it's a bit like socialising even though she's alone. Chloe is nine, but she has the confident delivery of a teenager. When she grows up she wants to be "an organiser. Like parties and stuff. Yesterday I had a Valentine's party and I organised quite a lot of stuff. I made strawberries dipped in chocolate. This year I'm organising an Easter egg hunt."

Does she like being an only child? "I think it's quite good," she says, "but sometimes I do regret being an only child because I don't have anyone to play with on weekends. The good things are that when you're shopping, most of the money gets spent on you. And when you're at the park and your dad's pushing you on the swings, he doesn't have to stop and push someone else."

What about people who say only children are spoilt? "I think it's true," she laughs. "If I had a brother or sister we wouldn't get as much. I get quite a lot."

All the same, it feels quite strange when she goes round to her friend's house: "I join in and try to pretend her brother is my brother, too. It's noisier and they fight a lot more. Mainly they fight over the remote control or the computer, whereas at home I get to watch what I want. My mum's trying to teach me fighting skills because I don't have a brother or sister."

Talking to Chloe is like getting a snapshot of where Bethan, Ava and I might be in seven years time if we decide to stick at one. The situation her parents, Sue and Chris, find themselves in feels almost identical to ours. Sue had Chloe at 35, the same age Bethan had Ava. At the time she was working in advertising, but she has since retrained as a teacher.

"I completely underestimated how hard it would be to go back to work full time and leave Chloe," she tells me. "For the first three years it made me increasingly unhappy. The situation began to really grind me down. So the idea of having another child seemed a bit crazy. Plus, we were in a two-bedroom flat so having another baby would have meant moving to a bigger place, which would put even more financial pressure on us."

Did she feel under pressure to have a second child? "Definitely. I remember a neighbour of ours saying that he didn't really think a one-child family was a 'proper' family." After much soul-searching, they made a decision to raise Chloe as an only child. "With hindsight," Sue says, "I'm still happy with the decision we made. It's a really enjoyable experience just the three of us. You see plenty of examples of how having a second child can wring the life out of a relationship."

For some people, the decision to have only one child is taken for them by circumstances. Relationship breakdown - usually within the first year after the birth of the child - is a major factor. Between 1972 and 2007 there has been a dramatic rise (from 2% to 7%) in the number of households consisting of a mother living alone with one child. The number of men with one child has remained steady at 1%. This means that in 2007 there were 910,000 only children living with a single mother. If you throw in the single dads that's over 1 million kids living with a single parent. There is no official term for this, but we could call them Spoc (Single Parent Only Child) households.

From a developmental point of view, growing up an only child with a single parent brings distinct problems. Their domestic arrangement can be very intense, and often the child can end up acting as a replacement partner, leading to a blurring of the adult/child boundaries. This is something Olivia, 40, is all too aware of. She separated from her husband when their daughter Sasha was just four months old. Sasha is now nine and lives with her mother in west London. Her father now lives in America. "I'm very conscious," she says, "of not burdening Sasha with anything you might burden a partner with in a relationship, but I have to watch myself sometimes. She's so intelligent and articulate that sometimes it's easy to forget she's only nine."

Having weighed up the options, one thing is clear, I've seen no real evidence to suggest that if we decide not to have a second child, we will be adversely affecting Ava's future. One important fact to emerge, however, is that if we spend our whole time worrying about her growing up disadvantaged and bored and lonely, we will probably convey that to her and she will grow up thinking that she missed out on something. The secret seems to be to make your decision and free yourself from any lingering guilt. The ideal family size, I've come to understand, is whatever works best for you. For Bethan and me, forcing ourselves into four more years of penury and stress will almost certainly have a more negative effect on our child than failing to provide her with a sibling.

At this point I realise the one person I haven't consulted is Ava herself. I sit her down and ask: "Ava, would you like a brother or a sister to play with?"

"No," she says, without hesitation. "What I want is a yellow dog."