A Post with No Topic. enjoy the meanader through my mind, folks.

karianne inspired this post, but i have to admit it's been on my mind for a while.

i want another baby. i can't say it any plainer than that. i love my boys, i think they are about as perfect as they come, but i find myself longing for another little one. i want to see the guys be big brothers. our family just doesn't feel "finished" to me, if you know what i mean. i've even starting to think nostalgically about my pregnancy, which as most of you know, was pretty rough.
N thinks i'm nuts. i know he'd like a 3rd too, but he can't believe i'd want to go through the whole pregnancy experience again. he's said outright that he doesn't want to see me go through it all again, & can't understand why i'm so gung-ho to do it. (that said, he already has names picked out for a 3rd, so i know he's willing, even excited about it.)
this is, of course, a terrible time for us to concieve, with N facing a lay off this fall & me not working at all, so patience is essential. (although it's never been one of my better qualities.) so i keep taking my birthcontrol, & hoping against hope that life settles down, so we can get on with our family.

updates on my dudes:
N- still grumpy & stressed out, but doing his best. i'm trying to encourage him to keep job hunting, without turning into an obnoxious nag about it. i'm willing to start looking as well, but N isn't in love with that idea, & no one wants to hire a lawyer right now. stupid worthless expensive education! sigh... i need a new career.. any suggestions? :P
boys- wonderful, of course. con man LOVES cereal-- eats it right up & thinks it's the most fun game ever. he just grins & laughs the entire time, i love it! val is less enthused by the cereal. i know he's hungry, & he doesn't seem to mind the taste, he just isn't on board with spoons. most of his cereal ends up coming right back out of his mouth, but we're persisting. i keep thinking he'll figure out eventually that it's food & then he'll take off. the kid does love to eat, so hopefully he'll catch on soon.

taking the boys to a little local fair this afternoon with my folks. my mom loooves showing them off.
we took them to ikea yesterday so i could check out some storage options, & we attracted a swarm of people where ever we turned. it was like no one had ever seen twins before. my mom, of course was in her element (although she is very good about not allowing people to touch, or get too close) but i get annoyed really easily with that crap. they're just babies, leave them alone folks! i always want to ask how they'd like being followed around by a bunch of strangers craning their necks to try to get a glimpse. i feel like its paparazzi without the cameras. there's always a certain amount of attention, but it was particularly bad yesterday. i don't know why this bothers me so much, i just feel like people treat them like puppies in a window, you know? they're people for pete's sake, give them their privacy. but, since i don't want to raise shut-ins, & it is nice to leave the house, i guess i have to put up with a certain amount of prying eyes when we take them out.
as long as i'm complaining, i also have a bone to pick with fellow twin parents. when we're out, why do you feel the need to tell me about your twins? an empathetic smile, & a "i have twins too" is a nice gesture, but i don't need to hear how you raised yours, or when they sat up for the first time, or how big they were, or any other gory details. if you're asked, great. otherwise, it's just an obnoxious overshare. every kid is different & i will not compare my boys to anyone, twins or otherwise. the "my kid(s) did X before yours" game sucks, & i don't want to play.