Originally written September 13
Any time I stop to think about the pregnancy situation, I can't help but feel like God is sitting up in Heaven laughing His ass off at me. I've thought for a long time that God doesn't like me, and I'm more firmly convinced of that than ever.
But I guess when you write things like this (last paragraph) and this (first paragraph) and even this, and say things like, "I do not want another child. At. All. One is way more than enough," you're bound to get your ass handed to you.
What's that old saying? "If you want to make God laugh, tell Him your plans"? Yeah, that's pretty much happened to me. And I hate it. No one likes being made fun of...particularly by the Big Guy.