My sister, her husband and my nephew are all in town for a visit.  As what is now "usual," the visit has brought back all the thoughts of how much my sister has hurt my feelings in the last few years.  I'm hoping I can get a few minutes alone with her to tell her.  I'm not sure it will actually accomplish anything, but I might feel better with her know what a complete ass she's been.  Who knows, maybe she'll make an effort to be nice.

Filed under "jumping the gun," I don't think I'm a candidate for a VBAC when (if?) I have another child.  This disappoints me to no end.  I feel totally cheated by my c-section.  Yes, yes, at the time (and even in retrospect) it was the right call to make, etc...but I still feel cheated.  Occasionally I feel the scar tissue deep inside my gut pulling, and it always upsets me.  I'm told I'll always have that pulling sensation - it never goes away.

Personally, I would like to wait until the dude is 3 to consider having another one.  Unfortunately, I don't think we can wait that long.  Because of my age....because of what happened with my pregnancy last time...IF we're going to have another one it needs to be sooner rather than later.  Roll with the punches.

I love my baby boy more than I ever thought was possible.  He is so cute and so amazing.  I just want to snuggle him all the time.  He's such a good little boy.  Even when he's being fussy, he's still really good.  He's SO MUCH FUN, too.

I'm just in a bit of a funk today.  I'm probably going to cancel lunch with my mother.  The dude and I could use a family-free day to rest up a bit.

I finally found a source for eggs.  I should be picking up 3 dozen tomorrow morning.  Good god, they're expensive - $3.50 a dozen!  That's food, I suppose.

Meh, that's all for now.  I'm going to try to tidy up a bit while he's sleeping.