Philippa wants to plan a little sibling for Mathew!
I’m not sure we should be looking too far forward at
all in the current set-up, but Philippa firmly believes this will be sorted
sometime this year, and she thinks it’s important to have nice things pencilled
in for the future. I can see her point, I suppose, but it just feels a bit odd
to me. I don’t see how we can look to expand our family when so many other
people are worrying about losing members of theirs. But maybe that’s just my
usual reticence and reluctance automatically kicking in, the way it did when
she first discussed become parents all those years ago. I fought against it
then, but would I be without my son now? Hell, no. So maybe the idea of having
another little Chesworth filling the house with giggles is a good one. The idea
of practising fornication as a means of procreation is certainly a good one,
but knowing my luck I’d impregnate Philippa the first time we had sex, and that
would be the end of all the fun stuff.
Sometimes I’m so male it disgusts me.
RC 17-4-20
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