Just another vanity blog.
Great, crashing waves of baby lust.Will I ever be someone's ancestor?
I seriously asked someone that the other day, in almost those same words...oh the local vernacular! Baby lust is hard, but post a picture of one screaming and yelling and crying and pooping and it will help.
I feel your pain.
My roommate just told me a lady in her ward had a baby at 56. The baby is now 5 and still breastfeeding. That whole idea freaks me out and gives me hope at the same time.
D'Arcy -- The sour grapes tactic is becoming less and less effective. I know that a trip to Florence would leave me poor, weary, sunburned, and footsore, but I still know I'd be glad I went....Jen -- So how about this: if we're still alone at age 40, girls' night out to the sperm bank...?Ansley -- Yeah, that definitely walks the freaky-cool line. I don't want to be changing diapers in my 50s, but it does have a sort of Biblical dazzle to it. You'd expect the child to prophesy in the delivery room.
Your on! :)
Hmm. Hey, Marie, I'll sell you mine.But he's not a baby anymore, so maybe you wouldn't want him?
Okay, not really.But some days...
You and Gerard will have marvelously brainy and beautiful children, don't you think?
And how is it that the uterus is connected to the heartstrings, which are in turn connected to some sort of internal clock? I don't remember THAT from any anatomy class.
Wynne -- I want him! I want him! He's a doll, plus he's already potty trained! Next time he butters the cat, mail him to me. My cat could use some buttering.That is a very accurate description of female anatomy -- we're really screwy, aren't we?
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