Secondly, I have to say that my baby, who is now approaching 4, doesn't seems so much like a baby. He has already mastered the manly art of quoting movie lines (girls don't really do this) and has perfected the art of sword fighting.
The point of my not having a baby is that I want a baby. Now there is now way in h - e - double hockey sticks I want to be pregnant again or go through that whole mess, so I'd decided the only way to get a new baby is through adoption.
A little back story for you...
I have been forbidden from watching any tv shows about Russian or Chinese (or any foreign (or domestic for that matter - they just don't do shows on USA babies who need to be adopted - and they should!)) babies in need of adoption. It is really for my own good, as I tend to call Osto in near hysterics (especially one time when I just had a baby and one time when I think I was pregnant) and proclaim all the reasons we needed to save an orphan child across the globe.
No, I decided I would have to adopt someone locally, a pretty little girl with blond hair. I've been looking for a few months, and I finally found her. So we drove across state to meet her. Of course, it was love at first sight - not just for me - but for the whole family.
I'm sure you'll agree, she is just beautiful and fits right in with the family. Meet our new baby, Marley - she is just six weeks old.