I went to the doctor today for my annual physical. I have lots of ailments, anemia (with a B-12 and folic acid deficiency), hypothyroidism, carpal tunnel, tennis elbow, pmdd, morbid obesity (saying it out loud and writing it totally suck), incisional hernia and the list goes on. The point is that I want a baby. I have been married for two years to Sexy Sexy Rockstar (yes that is his blog name but I will often just shorten it to Sexy) it will be three years on 4/22/09. We have full custody of his children from a previous marriage (dd, Sassafras, 8 yrs old and ds, Fighter Pilot, 5 years old). We have discussed having a baby of our own and although he is perfectly content with our family as it is he understands my desire to have a baby and is fine with having another one. So I have decided to commit myself for the next year to getting myself, my finances and my house in order so that I can have a baby.
I typed that and immediately went back to correct to it to "try to have a baby" because I have this gut feeling that I might not be able to have one but I am going to be positive. I'm not even going to worry about that now.
One of my favorite Fighter Pilot stories happened when I asked him what he thought about his daddy and I having a baby…he was 3…and it went something like this:
Accentia (that's me): Fighter Pilot, do you think that Daddy and I should have a baby?
Fighter Pilot: Yes (dramatic pause) me (pointing to his chest)
I mean really does it get any more adorable than that?
