I've been "tagged'

Leave it to my tech-i.e. blog savvy friend, karen to introduce me to this....apparently I'm "it" so here goes......

here are the rules:

1) Link to the person who tagged you.
2) Post the rules.
3) Share six non-important things / habits / quirks about yourself.
4) Tag at least three people.
5) Make sure the people you tagged KNOW you tagged them by commenting that you did. (I don't entirely get this, but I think that means I go to their blogs and comment in them.)

1) I overpluck my eyebrows at least 4 times a year--bigtime.

2)Once, I let my toddler eat a banana in the store--and never paid for it. It was by accident, but still...the horror!

3)I often let me toe nail polish "rot" (for lack of a better word) off my nails, that is, wear off, rather than properly removing it--out of pure, unadulterated laziness.

4)I secretly watch, "the Girls Next door," although would vehemently deny if asked by hubby. He considers me a pseudo-feminist (which I am, a pseudo one at least!)

5)I still couldn't explicitly explain to my 4 year old just how our TV works. I'm prone to just say everyone/thing on TV are tiny little people that live in the "box"---just as I assumed my whole childhood!

6)I am completely confident that the three people I am about to send this to will not "play along" Don't get me wrong, they are great people, very , very busy, great people!

Reconciling Motherhood

It's seems I have a case of babyitis. With a coworker proudly blooming in her 5th month, a beavy of infants around my social life, and the ole' biological clock more prominent than Big Ben...I got it bad! I resigned to "go with the flow" an not bring it up to DH, as he feels one is enough. It was such an issue in our life, it was truly driving a wedge between us. So, I retreated from my barrage of baby talk. It was necessary, and with my back pain spiraling out of control, carrying, birthing and mothering  a second seemed like an impossibility anyway. 

Well, now I have a little relief from my back and am seeing my now 4 year old son, getting more mature and growing up so darn fast that I can't help but fast forward to our family life in another 30 years. Haydn will call and say in fairness he is spending Christmas, Thanksgiving, President's Day--whatever the holiday- with his significant other and their family. And there we'll sit. The two of us, just him and me.  Now, having more than one child isn't a guarantee that our house will always be filled. We could have a gaggle of children and still be alone. That's not my beef.  I want Haydn to have a sibling, to experience the feeling of being a big brother and I want know what a family of 4 feels like as a Mom as well.  Everyone says the love grows. It has too, I'm the baby--the third child. I HAVE to believe the love grows.

So, this is our little secret for now, just you, me, and the bazillion people on the web...I wonder what God's plan is...it would be great if a miracle for in our future!