I think I should have stopped at 2 kids. I think this all the time. Beyond the newborn/baby stage, the stress the third added has been immeasurable. They fight all the time, there is never a moment of peace between them. Someone is always left out and someone is always crying. I fear I can’t give all 3 the attention they crave and deserve and I already see “middle child syndrome” with the middle one. I probably should have had 4 or 2 and I didn’t want 4. So there ya go. I love our youngest to pieces and he’s such a spunky, joyful kid, but 3 is hard. I wonder if I would have been happier with just the 2.