With all this talk about babies (DandelionSeeds is STILL waiting for her baby - keep praying!) my kids have mentioned that it would be nice to have another sister or brother.  Sorry.  They are going to have to be satisfied with baby guppies.  We are still waiting for "Boney" to have her guppies, though I was wrong about the date.  I guess we have about 3 weeks - I don't know, I'll have to ask my son, the resident fish expert.  If any of you have experience with baby guppies, let's hear it.  My kids have plans to sell the babies to our local pet store.  They think they are going to be rich.  I let them dream.

My oldest reminds me that we could still adopt a baby.  Yes, that is still an option.  But I can't realistically see me, at my age (44), going through all the baby stages (as fun as it was most of the time).  No, I've always been partial to adopting an 18 year old and putting them through college.  Or maybe a good trade school.  I know there are lots of new moms out there that are my age and older but I'm afraid I just don't have what it takes to do it all over again from the start.  Everyone has their gifts from the Lord.  Late parenthood isn't mine.  Oh, there are times I look at my daughter and think how nice it would be for her to have a sister to play with.  But that's not enough reason.  I grew up the youngest and played alone a lot of the time.  I learned how to enjoy being alone (I usually prefer it) and I think it's good to learn to be comfortable by yourself.  My older sister (a middle child) can't handle being alone.  I feel sorry for her sometimes because of that.  Besides, my daughter usually plays with Alec, my middle child.  It's Chad, my oldest, that gets left out but he likes being by himself so, there's really no problem.

What's the point of this post?  There is no point.  I'm thinking on-line.  My husband would call it ... oh, the word he uses escapes me at the moment.  No problem, he'll read this tomorrow a.m. and maybe he'll insert the word I'm thinking of.  Feel freeish, honey.   Blathering, Chattering, Prattling, Nattering, Driveling, Oh now I remember Philosophizing and quite beautifully I might add.  Todd   :-)

Ah, it's just been one of those nights.  I had such an awesome day yesterday (see my blogspot post for that story  callmekate-threesacrowd.blogspot.com/ )  and today, well, it's the same-old, same-old.  Bummer.  And tonight, the kids were hyper and wouldn't settle down.  I really wanted to get to the computer and work on my taxes (hint - I'm not now, am I?) but no, I finally get the kids to bed and Carmen pops out of bed with a gas bubble.  I rubbed her tummy and said she could walk around until it was gone.  So she followed me into the computer room, talking.  I told her I needed her to be quiet now.  She agreed, burped very unladylike and disappeared.  I forgot about her (guilt trip #1) so I went to check and there she was, sound asleep in bed (guilt trip #2).  I felt so badly about that.  I guess I thought it was MY time now and since she wasn't in any pain, she would be fine on her own.  Then I think, gosh, she's only little for such a short time.  When she moves away and/or marries, it's not computer time I'm going to wish I had more of.  I'm going to wish I would have sat with her and read yet another story.  Sigh.  Oh, there's nothing anyone can say, this is just life.  You make these choices that seem logical at the time and later, it's all wrong.  Sigh.

I'll bet our mama guppy will never have days like this.