I'm going to see a Urologist on Friday. It's for a consultation regarding a surgery which will make sure that Nate is the last of my children. Other then some irrational fears and good deal of queasiness, I'm all behind this. I already feel like Grandpa-daddy, and don't want to be having kid's into my 40's or changing diapers into my 50's.
The real motivating factor here is that we want to start giving away maternity & baby clothes, but will only feel 'safe' doing that once I'm shooting blanks. So, in some odd way, I'm getting the surgery in large part just to free up shelf space.
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