I am going to have a baby when I’m eighty

I’ve been struck with an unwelcome case of “baby fever.”

In pursuit of pregnancy, I’m chasing my husband around the house.

He’s darn fast. Haven’t caught him yet, but I’m getting close.

My arthritic knee and plantar fasciitis keep slowing me down.

However, my husband can’t resist stopping to watch certain movies on television.

The next time Starship Troopers is televised, I might get very, very lucky.

In the meantime, I’m trying to convince my kids that having another sibling will be fun.

I’m not winning many converts.

Perhaps when the kids are out of the house and my husband finally slows down,

I’ll be able to post a very happy announcement right here on my website!

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