aargh!

ok. my husband is a new teacher. he comes home every day talking about how he isn't sure he wants to be a teacher.

well, honey, if you change jobs again it's going to be MORE TIME before I can have a baby. I'm sensitive. I'm nice. I'm supportive.

Sometimes I want to scream.
Wow, I really can't let him see this blog, can I? That stinks.

We don't have that kind of time.
I am in grocery stores looking at toddlers and preschoolers like they are candy.

AM I insane?

I don't think so.

This really seems to be a biological imperative, because I'm bloody obsessed.

another friend of mine is having a second kid. jealous jealous.