So we’ve had an interesting development over at casa di Ledemeon. And I say interesting but I mean startling. And of course, this will only be startling to me, because no one was aware how firmly entrenched my husband was in his “no, no more kids” position just a few short months ago.
That stance softened around Christmastime or so to “no more kids RIGHT NOW.”
Who would have thought that all it took was a low-cut blouse, a slab of steak and half a bottle of Valpolicella to have him saying things like “Go off the pill whenever you want.”? While I know he didn’t MEAN that, it was most likely the wine and the microbrews talking, it is very encouraging.
But it also puts me in a bit of a pickle. Because now I have to decide for REAL when is a good time to get pregnant again. I know that sounds ridiculous, particularly to people who have difficulty conceiving. And who knows, I’m not in my twenties anymore. Maybe I will not get pregnant when Dave looks at me from across the room like I did last time. But since we had absolutely no trouble conceiving R, that’s all I have to go on.
And now I will most likely be one of those women who plans getting pregnant around her vacation. When our parents announced last month that they would be taking all of their children, children-in-law and grandchildren on a most-expenses-paid cruise in January 2009, I think my pregnant sister breathed a sigh of relief that her son will be seven months old then (kids have to be six months old to cruise on this line).
The same cruise line doesn’t allow pregnant women at 24 weeks or more to cruise. Also, I’ve never been on a cruise, but my morning sickness was very severe up until 24 weeks, and the thought of sea sickness AND morning sickness makes me want to wretch just thinking about it. Ha.
So, I guess Dave and I will just have to continue our trend of conceiving our children outside the United States. We did pretty well with the first one. Now comes the trick of making that baby whilst sharing a stateroom with a toddler. Luckily, we will be traveling with plenty of babysitters.