Pampers

We sat in our muppet positions, side by side on the loveseat. I sat cross-legged, while he was reclined in a more laid-back state. The truth is that I am far more laid-back than he is, while he has a more go-get-'em attitude. So it's strange that we should sit that way, yet we do. I leaned in poised to make a smart-ass comment on whatever flashed across the tv next. A diaper commercial came on. I watched as a mother lovingly nuzzled her baby...

I remember when I used to do that with Kade. I remember when I'd kiss the bottom of his feet, tickling him in the process. I remember his baby smell. I remember making him laugh, his baby giggle surprising himself as it came out. I miss that.

"I still want a baby," I murmured.

"Add twenty years to your life, Ari. That's what we'd be doing."

He's rather blunt, but he's right. We are in no position to be having a child at this time. I just started working again. Not only that but I could not emotionally take another pregnancy. I hate that I was the one that suggested the vasectomy. No babies for us. But those damn diaper commercials... they get me everytime.