rubywoo

Still ridiculous self indulgent and silly but I love it. Watched entire Season 2 in aweekend – I know I know – am sad individual – but its brill, very entertaining, very sad and emotional in parts. Meredith is still as annoying as ever and I wish they hadn’t made her a central character and annoying nasally voice-over but Izzy, Christina, George, Burke, Baily et al more than make up for Mcdreary and her on-going saga with McDreamy – you like him – he likes you- you will fall into bed together sooner or later – just get on with it.

... developing crush’s on people – well, unsuitable men. Good lord I have been doing this since I was 15, you’d think I’d have learned by now. Liking people who are unaware of your existence is a) waaaaaaay too time consuming 2) something you really should grow out of by the time you leave your teens 3) is a really sad thing to do unless it’s someone famous in which case your allowed cos everyone does that and even though its more than a little pathetic at least your in good company 4)did I mention that it is all too painfully reminicent of being a teenager with hormone issues and a strange embarrassing blush that spreads all over your face when you with 10 feet of said crush??!?

why will it be nothing short of a miracle?

Hmmm lets see, my basic biology is a bit rusty but basically the guy puts his what’s-it in the girl’s noo noo – you get where I’m going???

Basically no guy- therefore no sex – therefore no chance of baby.

This silly site only gives me limited options as to when I want to be a mom – so really I don’t think it will be happening by 2008 but so help me god I want it to.

Ever since I was little I placed so much importance on being a mother, I was completely in awe of my mom and how she managed to juggle raising all 4 of us with minimal help from my father who was a typical weekends and evenings type of dad, whereas mom was there from the moment I woke up to the moment I went to bed and sometimes even when I was alsleep x 4 – 4 unruly, naughty kids, who faught amongst each other and basically hated each other til our teens.

She used to tell me how much she prayed for each and every one of us. How she used to pray to god to give her children because she had so many problems conceiving early on, how other women treated her when she couldn’t get pregnant, how my grandmother always looked on her with suspicion because she was unable to give “her son” any children.

It wasn’t til I was a lot older that I realised that it took more than praying in order to make a baby – even so I still preferred my mom’s theory. Basically if you want something bad enough and your sincere in your intentions you’ll get it….

All around me I see people who never placed much importance on children – or more to the point having children – getting pregnanat- getting fat- giving birth- coo’ing and aaah’ing over their newborns- and basically becoming baby-bores from the moment they find out they are pregnant. Whilst I scoff in public, secretly I envy them and their ability to find a suitable spouse or mate to have babies with and then go on to get pregnant on more or less their first go.

Jealous – much?!