A regret?? Something that I regret?? I try not to dwell on things that I regret, as I rarely regret anything that I do. I do things for a reason and move on.
There is ONE thing though... I wish I had more children. I have my man-child and I love him with my very being, and would seriously die for him. But when we moved into our house in VA, he has just turned 2. Two months before in fact. I remember lookiing at his sweet little face one night and thinking, "My God. We MADE this wonderful being, why not make another one?" Ok, doesn't sound all that romantic, right? The next day I brought the subject up to my husband. He looked me dead in the eyes and told me no. He has never denied me anything since I met him when I was 17. I asked him, "why not? It's not fair to him to be an only child, and despite the fact that children weren't in my game plan, I don't want to have just one." Needless to say, he DID talk me out of it. I'm not saying it's HIS fault we only have one child, because I went along with it. I love my man-child and I wouldn't trade him for the WORLD, not even on his worst day. And he knows this. :) But I do wish that I, who has the biggest balls on the planet, had even bigger ones that day.

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