Babyfever Relapse and the Mysterious Green Box

I've gone back into my little pit of baby fever sadness again. I was doing so well, and now, here I am, craving another little person in my life. A couple of friends had their second baby over the last week -- one of which has a son two weeks older than Aden, and one who's daughter is younger than Aden. And they both just had #2 recently. And today, we got to see sweet little Olivia ... who is just so precious. She's almost 4 months old, and I can't believe it. I just love that girl. She's got the cutest little smile, and makes the cutest happy noises. Seeing her sooo makes me want another one.

But, I have to smart here. Weigh my options. On one hand, my family would feel so much more ... complete with another child in the picture. I'm so longing to be pregnant again (despite how much I hated it the first time around), and I'm so eager to be a mom the second time around. On the other hand, it probably wouldn't be an ideal move for our relationship ... and we don't have the space (or the money to get more space) to have another kid around. There are days where I don't feel like I should have an almost-two-year old ... so imagine how I'd feel with an almost-two-year old AND another baby. I think it's quite likely that it'd make me feel more depressed than I have been lately, rather than making me happier. So, it's probably smarter for us to wait ... as sad as that might make me at times.

I'm glad I'm smart enough to wrap my head around baby fever, and talk myself out of it every time. Yeah, sometimes it's harder ... but I've gotten pretty good at it. I just have to keep weighing the different choices and figure out which one's better for us. CLEARLY waiting is better ... so that's what we'll do.



In other news ... something very ... odd, to say the least, happened today.

We were on our way to the store to get Richard's dad a birthday card, and since we'd be going straight over to his parents' house after, we'd need to write in the card right away. I told Richard to ask the cashier for a pen when we got there, and he said he was pretty sure there were pens in the car. So I opened the console thinger between us to see if there was, and he was right, there was a pen in there.

And there was also something else.

There was a tiny green box that said "Ann Louise Jewellers" on it. I'd recognize their logo anywhere, since Blair works there and I see it all the time. I didn't notice the box at first, but there it was ... staring up at me.

Richard must've noticed that I noticed, because he shut the thing right away. I asked what it was, and he just played dumb ... even though he had a huge grin on his face.

And now, I can't stop thinking about that damn box. What's in it? When did he get it? Where did he get the money to spend at a jewelry store? Who's it for? Perhaps those are obvious questions ... but with Richard, you can never be too sure. Hell, how do I even know I'll ever see the contents of that box?

It's so mysterious ... and I'm trying not to think about it ... but I can't help it!

Ah! Men!