At some point in time you have to stop beliving in fairy tales. Wishes do not come true. I had put certian dreams into little boxs and covered them in cement, locking them away. I stopped wanting these things because I understand that sometimes no matter how hard you work or want something you just can't have it. I put having more kids in a box, put it away and left it alone. He pulled it apart, opened it up and said "Lets try." One mouth before he gets snipped. ONE MONTH!!! Now I'm not pregnant and he's snipped. He's fine with this and I'm so angry. So so hurt. I was fine. I was wonderful with not having more kids and then maybe we should. Maybe we will. I wanted it so so bad. I always have and now nothing. He got snipped because he wanted to not because we wanted to. We tried because we wanted to and now nothing. I was fine when this dream was in a box and put away and now I'm sad and angry...