When we got home, apparently Philip really wanted to fulfill that dream of his mothers because he kept on trying to get me to agree.

"Come on! I mean, my mother is depressed and sad!" He said

"That's not a reason to have children! You realize that I might want to have children but not like this?" I yelled

"Fine whatever." He said sitting on the sofa angry

"I'm going to bed" I said slamming the door and locking it

I changed into my night gown and tried to go to sleep but I couldn't. I finally got up and looked into the living room where Philip had passed out with a beer in his hand

I walked up to him and put a blanket over him and kissed him of the forehead and got a glass of water.

Philip woke up

"Did I argue with you last night about having s-"

"Yeah you did." I said sipping the glass of water

"I'm so sorry, I was drunk and I really need to stop drinking." He said

"You think?" I said still drinking my water

He got up and came up to me and hugged me

"I had no idea how you put up with my shit all day." He said still hugging me

"Well someone has to" I told him hugging him back

"Someday soon will we be able to talk about having children?" He asked

"We could talk tonight. I can't sleep anyway. If I don't talk now, I'll try to ignore the subject forever." I told him filling up my glass of water again

I walked over to the sofa and sat down

Philip did a dance that made me smile and laugh

Philip then sat down on the sofa and faced me

"So, is there anyway that we can have kids? I love you so much, I just want to start our next part of our life together" he said looking deep into my eyes

"Soon. But not right now." I said

"Ok so what should the names of them be?" He asked

"We'll see when we get there but we are no where near that." I said getting up and going to bed

"Ugh fine" I heard him say and he went to bed too