1. Wry Mouth
    March 11, 2008 @ 4:12 am

    No — the gag is because she *used* to be timely, before she married into my “Indian Time” family.

    This gag is used (and unexplained) in every class I teach, until someone asks, btw, why I refer to her as the “late” Dr. Mrs. etc., etc.

    Just a little peccadillo of mine, I suppose.


  2. A mom in the 'burbs
    March 10, 2008 @ 1:51 pm

    Wry Mouth–I can only stick my tongue out at you at shake my head…

    BTW–why do you refer to your lovely wife as the “Late”. Is it due to the genetic difficulty that the women in our family have (A Lass in Alaska excluded) for being on-time?


  3. Wry Mouth
    March 8, 2008 @ 3:30 pm

    Actually, when I first read the headline to this post, I was concerned that it might be about “when you are done” *while trying* to have a child, and not “when you are done” trying to have children.

    *Phew!* ;o/


  4. A mom in the 'burbs
    February 9, 2008 @ 7:35 pm

    Hello Cole Mine! Thanks for dropping by!

    They say that 3 is the new 2, if that’s any help. :)


  5. The Cole Mine
    February 8, 2008 @ 4:00 am

    Such a nice post…I must wholeheartedly agree – until you are content with what is, you are not officially “done”. I feel so lucky to have the option – so many of my friends struggle with being able to conceive. Part of me is so content with our lives now (we have two boys), but part of me also feels like I’ll always wonder about the third little person that could still be…Only time will tell.


  6. Wry Mouth
    February 4, 2008 @ 4:30 am

    I hope the late Dr. Mrs. Wry Mouth reads this line: “tonight, I wanted to shove my mommy card down the garbage disposal”


    Nicely said!


  7. A mom in the 'burbs
    January 31, 2008 @ 4:14 am

    Hey Amber! Thanks for stopping by!

    For those who don’t now her, Amber is a moderator/blogger on http://www.milehighmamas.com a great site for Denver area parents.
    (Ack to my inability to make this a hyperlink!)

    I would love to be a guest blogger *grin*! How do I do that? Email me the deets! :)


  8. Amber
    January 30, 2008 @ 9:47 pm

    Glad to see my post inspired a great one out of you!

    P.S. Ever considered being one of our guest bloggers?


  9. A mom in the 'burbs
    January 30, 2008 @ 4:53 am

    Hey Wendy!

    Well, I was the one who was done and The DH wore me down. :) He didn’t passionately want a 3rd child, but he liked the idea of it. I knew I was holding the cards on that one. Ultimately, as time went on, I became more ambivalent (a feeling I loathe) verses totally against a 3rd child. He finally got me when he asked me to think more long term. He acknowledged the difficulty and intensity of very young children, but wondered if we would be sad when they were growing up that we didn’t have one more because of a desire to avoid the short-term discomfort. When I looked into the future, I could see that having 3 children was much more in keeping with what I imagined our lives to look like then the tidiness of 2.

    I don’t know if that helps…it is an interesting problem, to be sure.


  10. Wendy
    January 30, 2008 @ 3:50 am

    Loved reading this!! Thank you for this. I say we’re done, but a part of me really says, “what the heck are you talking about?!?! You’re NOT done!!” I figure that this is in God’s hands, as the husband is sure we’re done. Can you write on that? What if you don’t agree? Give me some perspective! All though, tonight, I wanted to shove my mommy card down the garbage disposal .


  11. A mom in the 'burbs
    January 29, 2008 @ 9:00 pm

    I would consider The Bug a miracle. Can you believe he’s only be a part of your life for (almost) 6 years? Can’t imagine it without him…


  12. Wry Mouth
    January 29, 2008 @ 6:43 am

    … and then there’s The Bug.

    Luckily, your sister married a guy who was raised to “never say never” until we reached the (non-miraculous) end of the line. Even then, there are some who think that The Bug may be a miracle.

    Lovely post.


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