Lately I’ve been thinking that I want to have another baby. I enjoyed my pregnancy with Nathan and who knows, maybe we’ll luck out and have another awesome kid who cracks up at his own gas. Then I realized that I don’t want another baby, I want a double stroller. I don’t know what attracts me to those half-domed vehicles, but whenever I see a woman with her kin ferried in those large stadium seat-gliders, I think, I want that. This just means I need to get my IUD quick until I have a genuine reason to fertilize my ladygarden.
EDIT: I must point out that “ladygarden” is my friend Bea’s word. I am a word thief.