1/23/1999
	I’ve been absent with the diary for awhile. Trying for a baby is entirely different from becoming pregnant. I know the difference for sure now. Totally different. It is a waiting game now. Put the hormones on stand-by kind of game now. Again there is no justice in this world. If we were 16 again, we could just go out to the back roads and be done with it in one simple try. Damn. I’m thinking about a baby girl. I hear that the man determines the sex of the child. I want a girl. Someone that will be sentimental enough to treasure all my collectibles and not hock them at the first toy show that comes along after my death. Yes, a girl would be very nice.