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Jan 17, 2006 21:48

P is 14 months old today, adjusted age 11. If I'm off fieldworking even for an hour, I miss him as if I were a walking cliche. Tonight over stuffed squid, we continued our discussion of bio or no biokid in a rather large and heavy installment. Of course, virutally no discussion is too heavy for our brand of humor.
Me: "So, in our next homestudy, I'm gonna have to mourn my self-imposed infertility."
Ignac: "What, you're gonna stab out your uterus? Like Oedipus?"
On having only two kids:
Me: "...if I ever want a career, which I DO. [pause] Maybe."
Ignac: "A career, which I DEFINITELY don't - do - want. [trails off into a mumbling spell of mocking me in my rather hilarious yet predictable indecision]." (Me, earlier today, arguing for staying in Prague and Ignac opening up a restaurant or something: "Oh, admit it. You hate academia as much as I do!")

This IS getting serious. I don't seem to want a biological child at all. I've run out of acceptable reasons. And I'm ready to adopt another one (girl, and yes, that's one of the selfish motivations) as soon as possible. Ignac's long years of having his mind completely made up about this make me feel odd for even considering getting pregnant, and the rest of the world makes me feel weird for losing the urge. Isn't there ANYONE out there who's faced this decision?

adoption

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