Snip Snip

I'm sitting here, staring at my three remaining pills, wishing I never would have taken a one of them. I'm still tired, exhausted and still entertaining Aunt Flow.

I told my husband again this morning that I'm not taking these last three pills. He said good for me and wishes I wouldn't have even taken the one I took yesterday. Then he made me cry. Well, he didn't make me cry. My crazy hormones made me cry when he mentioned if I would look up a number for a urologist, he would call and make an appointment. Of course the thought of the big snip snip made the crazy woman cry!

I say I am through having kids. My husband says he is through having kids since he has four under his belt. I love my boys and really don't know what I would do with another one, but there is a part of me that wonders about having just one more.

We have no room for one more kid in this house, but my parents didn't have any room for me in their house after two big brothers and we made it just fine. I'm not sure if I want anymore kids, but the thought of not being able to have another one because of a procedure just makes me sad.