Don't you people have lives?

33 is the new 13, really.
November 16, 2007 -- 8:12 am

Did you know that 33 is the new 13? It is. At least, that is what my body is telling me. I think I am going through puberty all over again. I have a very strange outbreak on my entire chest/neck/back/face. It is teeny tiny pimples all over the place. Nasty! And my boobs? They are sore all the time. And bigger. I used to have 33 year old nursed-for-two-years tits. Now they swollen and full and perky and firm, like 17 year old tits should be. And I'm having mood swings. And I'm gaining weight. When I went to the doctor last week I was up to 111 pounds. Now I am almost 114 pounds. I might even be heavier than that, because you know those two scales aren't going to be exactly the same. But I'm filling out my clothes differently. They still fit, so I'm not complaining. Rereading all that, one might come to the conclusion that I am pregnant. But since you kinda need a uterus for that... Although, for the record, and for the first time in my entire life, I would love nothing more than to be pregnant right now, despite the conversation I had with Brannon this morning on his drive in to work. I loved my husbands enough, but I never wanted to have children with either one of them (it might have been more of a me thing than a them thing, but being married to them didn't make me all ga ga to have babies). I told Robert I didn't want kids for a very long time and after we (oops) had Jacob, I was so positive I didn't want any more kids that I convinced him to have a vasectomy (a move he very much regrets now, because he would love to have children with his current wife). When I met Mike, I told him that if he wanted kids he was with the wrong girl. He accepted that, but we had a little birth control malfunction. That is how I ended up with both my babies. Thank goodness for failure huh? But because I am me, and because I didn't want ANY more mishaps, I had my tubes tied immediately after Lauren's birth. Then I had an ablation. Then I had a hysterectomy, all of which gave permanency to my mood. Then I met Brannon. Fuck! Here is the man I want to marry AND HAVE BABIES WITH. Now that is a departure.. Ain't life a bitch?

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