We have a Nor’easter coming our way the next 48 hours, and I am a few weeks post due for some acupuncture for relief of the human barometer feeling…
In addition to this blah feeling, though my better-half graciously understands my grave concerns about passing along my genes an offspring, it is clear baby fever has struck our household. I don’t have a compulsion towards kids, but I get a strong sense The Misses wanted to either be a mother for this Mother’s day or ‘with child’. I understand there is a strong biological impulse for some to reproduce, I guess I just don't have it.
I have never really been one to calculate odds or concern myself with the future, I am usually too busy enjoying the moment at hand, could I really finally be growing up at 35? I am scared to death at the thought of either passing this along to a child, or not being able to be with my wife & kid for as long as possible….I guess after being married for 10 years and having exchanged the 'for better & for worse', I'm just tired of being the one who offers up 'the worse'....
BLAH!!!!