Meanderings: September 23, 1999

Thursday,
September 23, 1999

Sorry to keep you all on tenterhooks. It seems that my innards are playing one of their usual pranks again -- the ClearBlue Easy test read negative. So no, there are no little impending Fletchers. Yet.

I have to admit, I was a little disappointed. I well and truly enjoy my life the way it is -- it's clean, convenient, and considering how often we travel transatlantically, relatively cheap. Add more numbers to the equation, and the complexity goes WAY up. Besides which, I'm not all that thrilled about giving birth outside of England or North America.

And yet. . .and yet. I keep seeing babies on TV, on the street, in magazines, and I think I'm getting sucked in. I mean, I know firsthand how much work kids are -- there are no rose-colored glasses sitting on this nose. But the more I think about it, the more the idea appeals to me. Getting a little girl with her daddy's eyes and technical skills, or a boy who likes building stuff and cooking -- hell, getting any kind of combination of Lyndon and me would be nice. And I know for a fact that Lyn would be a fabulous father -- seeing him with kids is just a wonderful experience. I think I could manage to be a good mom, if I worked at it (she says, ducking as her internal mom pops up and says, "Of COURSE you're going to be a good mother -- now stop playing on people's sympathies and get your hair cut").

So the baby department is still over the horizon, at least for now. However, there's one good thing about turning up negative -- Lyn's family is on vacation at Great Yarmouth for the next week, and effectively incommunicado. I could just imagine Wendy's reaction if I'd turned up pregnant and she was the last one to know -- ouch. :-)

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