<div style="clear:both;"></div>Last night Baby Boy was sick.  Not enough that we were concerned, but enough to keep us up until 3:30.  Yes, the poor dear had a stuffy nose (which I have as well, thanks to him) and is teething.  Those sharp little teeth must hurt - they are like knives.  But, is sex with my husband on a Friday night too much to ask for?   We had wine and a nice chat over dinner.  We were flirting.  I was ready!  But, alas, Baby Boy had other ideas...

<p>I have a theory.  I think that he doesn’t want any siblings and will do anything to stop us from conceiving again.  The battle lines are drawn, and the baby is winning.</p>

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