From my email to Rebecca

Hate to be lazy, but it's easier to just copy what I sent Rebecca than it is to try to retype it...I've modified it some

Brad and I went to dinner last night. I hesitated to broach the subject [of the miscarriage] because I knew I could end up hearing stuff I didn't want to hear. But I asked him anyway...told him I knew that the m/c was different for him than me because it was a physical thing for me as well as emotional. Told him to be honest w/me and asked if he was relieved. He said, "No. Not at all. I'm sad that we lost the baby and I'm sad that it hurts you so much." I told him it made me realize how much I really do want another child and how I'm afraid it won't happen before he turns 40. He said, "It's not like I'm going to go get snipped on my 40th birthday. I'm not going to do that at all. I just don't want to be 65 with a 10 year old." I died laughing and said, "If you're 65 with a 10 y/o then we've gone past MY deadline! I don't want to be giving birth at 55! However, would you be okay being 65 and having a 20 y/o?" He said he would be and if I get pregnant once we're into our 40s, he's okay with that. I don't know WHO talked to him, but I'd love to give that person a big, wet, lickery kiss (my favorite line from Goonies).

It makes me a lot less desperate to get pregnant again soon. And we all know a woman desperate to be pregnant can be a freaking nightmare (I've BEEN that woman before...I know, trust me!)