Babies are not for me (for a very long time)

Despite her heartbreaking loveliness, I am mildly insane from all of the staying with Splash. I mean, she's lovely, sure, but she bites. All the time. I kid you not. And she can't be left alone for even 10 minutes. She howls the most piteous howl and I have to come down and talk her off the ledge, reassuring her that no, she is not being eaten alive by the vile and poisonous ants from the planet Nobodylovesme. The constant attention-giving? Not for me. Not yet, nor for a very long time. Rest assured, A, no neices and nephews for the forseeable forever. They're so much cuter in controlled doses....