After much internal agonizing, I have decided to table the issue of having a second child. Of course, Uri is quite upset about this but at least I haven't decided to postpone indefinitely or close debate.
Today I got a prescription for Beyaz, which besides the delightful effect of keeping you un-pregnant, also helps with PMDD. My PMS/PMDD whatever is not as bad as it was, but I still feel the rage every month on schedule. A friend got Beyaz specifically and raves about it so I'm looking forward to it. Woo.
The thing that's really hard about all this is that Uri and I don't agree. I feel like I'm ripping his dreams right out of his hands. So far in our marriage, most of our dreams have been shared. We both felt the timing was good for engagement, marriage, kids - he supported me in leaving my job. We feel the same way about debt, housing, vacation, all the big stuff. But it's just this one thing that won't go away, that chafes away at us day after day.
It's very hard for me to have unresolved issues in life. I am big on making decisions and taking action. I can't even think of anything I've ever tabled before. But here it is. Here is this huge and monumental thing that I'm just refusing to acknowledge until the holidays (the time we've set for further discussion).
So after all that heavy stuff - how about a cute Anna story? Today we were in the bedroom after bath time and Anna tooted pretty loud. I said "hey, you tooted" and she said "no, it was the curtains". Hilarious! I guess the toot blame shifting starts pretty early. But really, the curtains? Hilarious. And here's our resident cute-ster at a fabric store beholding the glory of a really large and groovy button collection:
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| yes I do her hair like this every day now |
