Barf

Ronnie and I are talking about another baby. Our initial plan was to wait until Ruby turns 3, then commence baby-making so as to produce baby #2 a few months before Ruby turns 4. Seems like perfect spacing to me, Ruby will be old enough to understand what's going on and maybe even be excited, old enough to help me with things, old enough to go with Ronnie on adventures just the two of them so I can take naps with the new baby, shit like that.

Well, as many of you may know, Ronnie doesn't quite comprehend the idea of "planning." Or I should just say he's a Gemini and changes his mind more often than he changes his underwear (which occurs on a quite regular frequency). So he's pressing for another baby now. I want one too, but I want to wait, but why bother waiting...

I'll tell you why I should bother waiting. MORNING SICKNESS.

I went out earlier today, did a little shopping with Ruby. "Go-shee sto," she says. I was in the market for some air fresheners, as poor Jack and Sally are now inside-only cats and I think are punishing me with their poops. Saving them all for nighttime. So when we wake up in the morning, I have to spend about two hours (approximately) (approximately exaggerated) scooping and replacing litter and hating life in general. Because it is my job, because I am The Mama, because Ronnie only does it when I'm pregnant. Anyway I needed a new canister for our AirWick Freshmatic sprayer thing (no those jerkoffs are not paying me for this business). It's been awhile since I've needed one of those, and I was pleased to see new scents I had never seen/smelled before. Usually I would go with the Fresh Air scent but what the hell, right? I decided to embark upon a scentstravaganza with my smelling companion, Ruby. I smelled the Lavender & Chamomile, nice. I rejected the Apple & Spice or whatever. I liked the Cool Linen & White Lilac (it eventually came home with us) but oh what is this? Cherry Berry Blossom? Sounds right up my alley EW OH GOD NO.

I had a flashback. One second I was standing in the cleaning product aisle of Wal-Mart, the next second I was standing in the very first apartment I shared with Ronnie. Actually, I was kneeling. In the bathroom. I was pregnant and sick all damn day.

All it took was that one sniff and no thank you (yet), second baby.

I mean, sure, there is the chance that I will not be similarly sick with the second baby, whenever that happens, but yuck. Just thinking about the possibility of the sickness makes me nervous. And it's all AirWick's fault.

Guilt

It has come to my attention that I STILL HAVE A BLOG. Here are the things that have been keeping me from you, my sweet stalkers.

- life in general. Since my last blog entry (Holy Matrimony, was it really nearly two months ago?), we have:
- moved
- wished we hadn't moved
- been so glad we moved
- started potty-training Ruby
- fought endlessly over whether I should find a new job (spoiler: nobody wins any fights around here, especially in a damn recession, also especially when we should just be grateful for the existing job, I mean come on, what is our problem?)
- conducted an exhaustive search of the retail locations in the area, looking for rainboots for Ruby (I bought some at Ross and she loves them but the Internet is failing me with a picture, and since someone dropped our camera at the beach and it broke and someone decided to cancel our cellphones and therefore picture/text messaging, I have no way to show you the damn boots)
- developed a crippling addiction to Spider Solitaire
- cried ourselves to sleep at night approximately three times concerning the state of the New York Jets football team
- okay maybe that isn't totally true but pretty close.

So. A lot has gone on and a lot is continuing. Also, a lot of great shows are returning with new episodes (House tonight, Glee tomorrow, Dexter on Sunday) which further reduces free time for things like blogging I AM SO SORRY. I feel like an insufficient version of myself, not being able to take pictures...next month we're getting a new camera so please, share in my relief. And look forward to more, better blog posts.

I miss this. Apparently many of you believe that I am funny and you enjoy reading my funny posts on Facebook. I really do want to get back to regular blogging. Totally possible AND plausible. Unlike getting Ronnie to put his dirty clothes INSIDE the laundry basket rather than heaping everything on the floor against the basket. For your information, he has not responded well to my teaching technique involving ignoring any dirty clothes that are not actually inside the laundry baskets.