Don’t feel too bad for the Yaz for missing vacation, because he spent the week at his usual pet resort, getting massages and field trips. I think we are a disappointment to him when he comes home. He always spends a few days looking at us like, "What? No pool?"
Josie was a wonderful, amazing surprise in our life, but I’m not anxious for a repeat performance in the next year or so. After weighing all the options (and realizing that we couldn’t completely eliminate the possibility that we would want a second child in the future) I decided that there is only one way that I can continue to nurse and not live in constant fear. Today, I’m headed to a doctor to have metal lodged in my uterus, and I am infinitely more scared of this than childbirth. My medical school tenure was marred by my uncanny ability to pass out anytime an IUD was even waved in my general direction. I don’t know why they cause such a visceral reaction in me, but they do. Hopefully I’ll pass out this time and miss the whole thing!
