We’re still talking
We had a long talk about everything last night before bed (and consequently didn’t sleep well). Things are still pretty much the same. She has her fears about it, and I have mine. We are a very close couple, and I am sure we will work it all out one way or another. She is my light and my world, and right now that’s what matters.
She keeps saying let’s go and get started, but she’s doing so reluctantly, and I am not really comfortable with forcing this on her so much. On the other hand, I am already 33, and my eggs are drying up!
I hope we come to a mutual decision very soon. One way or the other, someone is bound to be disappointed – that’s what sucks about the whole thing. The choice is not easy for either of us. I basically have to choose between having a baby and my wife’s happiness – which, needless to say, I am having a heck of a lot of trouble with. And she has to choose between giving me what I want and losing her freedom, or having me regret not having one for the rest of my life. Heavy stuff.
I’ll keep you all posted.