So its been a year and three months since we got married and I have been feeling like we should have our first child. We have talked about it and have decided that it just isn’t the right time. I still, however, feel that urge. I wouldn’t call it baby fever, because I don’t feel an urge to have children when I am around other kids, but I just feel it in my spirit, if that makes sense. Oh well, they will come when they are supposed to and that is that.
So I am trying to figure out where I came from, and its tough. My mom was adopted at birth and i have no records of who my birth family is. It bugs me that no one has any information to give me. My hubster has figured his out all the way back to the revolutionary war and i am stuck at my grandparents. :-/
So I haven’t really slept well for the last week or so. This has already got me on the grumpster side of things. Then tonight, after having 45 minutes of electro-therapy on my foot, I came home and got in my pjs and then comes the knock on the door. Its the plumber…that I forgot was coming…ugh!!!
To much for one day.
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