I gotta say I've gotten hurt a lot by pushing my own boundaries when it comes to love. And I regret nothing. I'm not sure all of my partners could say the same.

I regret things all of the time. But, that's my MO these days.

on a completely nonrelated note: ita, Grace is wearing the onesie you gave her right now and its fucking great. Except with her potbelly she barely fits in hers. [link]

You'd be around to pick up the pieces of any collateral damage generated by your pimping, right? It'd be only fair.

I don't think I'd be Allyson's first choice for a shoulder to cry on, but I wouldn't deny her.

Married guys, alcoholics, republicans -- well, YEAH, I'm really really okay with closing off the pathway to potential intimacy with them. For instance.

You didn't enter into your current relationship with an expectation that it would necessarily blossom into love. You were open to exploring it and letting it develop.

Yay babies in onesies. How big were those from ita?

For micropreemies. So not that big, actually. I think I need to find the other preemie clothes I have and pull stuff out for them. They'll fit in regular clothes, but need kimono openings for ease of on-and-off with the ET tube.

Married guys, alcoholics, republicans -- well, YEAH, I'm really really okay with closing off the pathway to potential intimacy with them. For instance.

You didn't enter into your current relationship with an expectation that it would necessarily blossom into love. You were open to exploring it and letting it develop.

That's true. However, he's not married, an alcoholic, or a republican.

There's nothing wrong with someone knowing what situations would be unhealthy and damaging *for them,* and choosing to not enter into that situation. On the contrary, I think that's exceedingly wise.

How cute! That means that Noah's outgrown his, right?

I was hungry today! That's twice in two days. And I even managed to stuff a few slices of 'za in. My stomach may yet stretch.

Bah. I went to the emergency vet hospital to see Senor. He's not really doing any better, and they don't really know what the problem is. I just started crying when I was there with him - it was just so hard to see him like that, coupled with not knowing what was wrong or if he would get better.

Tonight I had pizza and watched Welcome to the Hellmouth and The Harvest. That made me feel better for a bit.

YAY hunger! I wish appetite were transferrable because I'd send mine to you.

How cute! That means that Noah's outgrown his, right?

Sort of. But not really. They just won't try to attach the bottom to the top around his butt and belly. We got to hold them both again today, which was fantastic and relaxing.

I got a breast pump in the mail. There was no note. Is it from an anonymous buffista? because, if so, I LOVE YOU.

eta I am so sorry, tommyrot. You and Senor Sock are in my thoughts.

Oh Tommy, I'm so very sorry. This is just awful.