Baby fever is burning hot in our house. Hot Hot Hot. So hot that suddenly the insurmountable costs of day care for two seem doable. If we get rid of satellite tv and get vonage. Get rid of tv. And I am okay with that. And all the crazy work things will never end, and the timing will never be right. So I think we are going to go for it.

Besides, we already have nightly bedtime battles, so we might was well not end there and just give up sleep permanently.

Oh, and it must be spring. I read somewhere that women's bodies are still, to an extent governed by changing seasons and we want to engage in baby making in Spring. Apparently this is because we have worked in artificial light for fewer generations than men have. That sounds like bullshit, but I read this in the NY Times.