We have to get a dog.
As in, HAVE TO. As in, SOON.
Suddenly everyone around me is pregnant, talking about babies, and doing the whole "baby thing" in my presence. I hate babies. They're boring, messy, noisy, and I totally, definetly see no room in my life for a baby. I already HAVE three babies, and I DO NOT NEED any more. Moreover, I don't WANT anymore. DH and I made this decision a long, long, long time ago. This is our family, and we're happy with it. As a rule, babies and I don't get on, and to have any more would significantly change our lifestyle, not to mention probably send me reaching for the anti-depressants, weight loss pills, and a whole box of doughnuts. WE DO NOT WANT BABIES IN THIS HOUSE. My kids can walk, talk, feed themselves, dress themselves, have intelligent conversations, act like humans are meant to - and I LOVE that.
So why, then, do I find myself feeling...dare I say it...just a teeny-weeny, itsy-bitsy, minute amount of jealousy? Why do I find myself feeling just a bit....clucky?
Fuck.
We gotta get a dog.
Saturday, June 16, 2007
Say It Isn't So!
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You know you get to share mine when it comes along!!!!! If I had three already do you think I'd be going for one more??? and believe me, this is my last one too.
Can I play with the dog when you get one?
LOL, Poppet's Mum - you can play with the dog, sure. :) As for my playing with your Mini Poppet.....okay, as long as when it cries you take it back! *grin*
Oh. and...ROCK ON TABLE NINE! :)
M
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