DH got his all-clear ("no sperm seen") from his vasectomy today.
Thing is, we had it booked 18m ago, when we got pissed, messed up and conceived DS2.
So it has really brought it home to me. Now I am looking at DS2 thinking: if we had got our act together you wouldn't be here.
It horrifies me.
I keep looking at DS2 and wanting to howl at the moon: "but you might not exiiiiiist !!!"
How sad is that?
Perhaps a nice latex-free shag will cheer me up .