Chills

I'm ovulating, and Derek's in bed achy and fevered. Baby-making odds are looking slim this month. Which is sad, 'cause I'm actually really excited (at last) to have a bitty bun in my oven.

Whilst sitting in church yesterday, I looked around at the beautiful little babies and seriously wanted one of my own. I've felt that way more often than not lately, which is somewhat of a huge step for me. And I'm even excited to have a baby bump (we'll see how long that enthusiasm holds)! Huuuuge steps, people! Huge!

I'm genuinely though pleasantly surprised by this change of perspective. I figure it will come in handy, especially if/when I get pregnant again!

Not that there's much chance of that happening any time soon. Though they do seem to be multiplyin', I don't think these are the right kinds of chills... ;)

Heaven help me when I'm 40!

I've been having a mid-life (hopefully not aaaactually mid) crisis lately. I'm not sure what triggered it. Was it turning 29? Having a kid in school? Feeling the "seven year itch?" I have no idea. Likely it is all a result of fluctuating hormones thanks to my IUD removal (localized hormones my eye!). Either way, all this craziness made me question whether I was really ready to do this whole song and dance again. Am I too old for this??

It makes me laugh. Today, anyway. Before, it made me cry.

But now I'm feeling better. Good. Excited. I can't wait to snuggle and smooch on a new baby of my very own. I feel ready. Bring on number three!

Now I just need to get knocked up...



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