Back in May, Gavan had an appointment for a little procedure that would (hopefully) solidify our family as a family of 5.
And then the surgeon hurt his hand.
That sure got us thinking. Sign from God? Bad luck?
Well whatever was, the fateful day was pushed up until August 13th (which if you're concerned about such things is thankfully a Thursday, and not the day after).
This Thursday.
Gulp.
I've been having second, third and fourth thoughts about the permanence of this decision since the original surgery date was planned, and now I'm happy and terrified to announce:
It's Been Cancelled.
(By us.) For now.
And on this topic, that's all I'm saying.
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4 comments:
heeheehee...
your so funny....
hard to know if these things are "signs" or "just life", but either way, it will be all good!
hugs to you and yours!
its a sign man
For the record, the "it's a sign" thing was all in jest. We take our reproductive responsibilities way more seriously than that around these parts to just leave it up to signs.
Although considering that 2 outta 3 were oopses, I don't think responsibility and serious are words we're well acquainted with. Never too late to change though right?
I'm with you. Although I'm pretty sure that our family will stay a family of 4, I'm not ready to give up the option to expand. It's just so final!
Heather
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