Baby fever crushed.

We've began moving into our new apartment. It is nice and large. I'm really excited that we are moving in. We got our living room couches, bedroom set, and Lailah's bunk bed from rent a center. My gramma gave me a couple of her lamps and little odds and ends like tissues and such. She's also giving me my great gramma's rocking chair! I'm so excited for that. :D My moms cousin Pat is giving me a kitchen table set, a toy chest, and a dresser for Noel. My gramma's friend gave us a comforter set for our bed and Pat gave us one for Lailah's bed. Oh and my Aunt Bubbles gave us a George Foreman grill and a toaster oven. That's about all we have/are getting so far. We are also still moving everything we have from my dads to the new place.
Things are going alright. Work is back to the usual, although, I feel demoted. I have been taken off the heat seal and put on the lines. I'm hoping they'll train me on QC since that's a higher paying position... but idk. Today I worked on line 6 with a new girl who was doing QC and I had to stop my job 4 times to help her with hers because she was that far behind.. the manager even had to step in twice and help us as well. Maybe they'll replace her with me. We will see.
Recently I've been having baby fever and I've been considering having another baby next year... but then I was at my moms house today and she was screaming at the daycare kids and I thought to myself, "I wouldn't get to stay home for a year or two with another baby like I did with Noel. Another baby wouldn't deserve the treatment that my mom would give. She would leave him/her crying in a play pen, wouldn't pick them up, wouldn't tend to them as they're supposed to be.... I couldn't do that to another baby... and I don't think that Justin and I would ever be at the point where one income would be enough. So, I guess that's out of the question. We won't be able to have another child next year - or any year soon for that matter.