Really, I could not put Twilight down yesterday. I started the book and finished the book on a Saturday. One Saturday. Yes, it was that good. It was actually
A M A Z I N G ! ! !
When I wasn't reading the book I was thinking about the book, wishing I was reading the book. I felt like it was "my kind of heroine". Know what I mean? Of course you do it you are a fan.
I even started New Moon last night before I went to bed. I had hoped to dream of that icy man with the every changing eyes but I didn't.
I have too much on my plate to dream of Edward. I am dreaming of babies and having more babies.
The other day I had the bright idea of putting off my hysterectomy for like 10 months, after we had another baby. I was totally excited at the thought of talking to my doctor this week about being able to have another baby and such. I was actually giddy. Hoping. I sort of settled on the idea and just knew that Superdad would be as excited as me about this new idea of mine.
He wasn't. I scared the poor guy. Really I did. He does have valid points about not having anymore babies.
His age. He is 11 years old than me. BIG DEAL said in a sarcastic tone while rolling my eyes.
My age. If I were to get pregnant the risks of having a disabled child multiply a lot. If you are a reader of this blog then you will remember the Downs scare we had with Baby M, not knowing until she was born if she had Downs. Even if we started right now to get pregnant I would be 37 when another child was born.
Money. He is in the construction field and we all know how that field has been the past couple of years. Non existent.
I go to my pre-op on Wednesday for my hysterectomy. I just don't know where we will go from now.
I'm going to go absorb myself in New Moon and Edward.