Needed to get this said. Since nobody ever reads this thing, it should be safe to admit here. I am a failure as a husband. I never realized how much until today. We had been babysitting the most amazing little boy for the last few days and he made us realize just how sad we are that K and I never had a baby of our own. Nikkis is wonderful, but she wasn't from K. And apparantly a baby with K is just something I was never able to make happen. Ever since my urethraplasty in 2003, I knew my chances of having another baby were drastically diminshed. And the chances were less and less each year. Now, at 42 years old, after seeing the joy in the face of a little boy, I see just how badly I have let her down. I hope she can forgive me.