And after making my final decisions on the items I would purchase I went to take my place in the check-out line.
I was standing there...looking around at the people and them BAM!!
There was a newborn baby sleeping oh so peacefully in her stroller. She looked something like this...
And then something strange happened. Something very, very strange. A teeny, tiny voice inside me said...It's Time.
And then I said...
Are you freakin crasseee??
Who the heck are you in there? Get out...get out this instant!!!! Do you want to fight you...you...INVADER of personal...thinking...you..INTRUDER YOU?!?!!
And then I thought...maybe...just maybe...I kinda, sorta, a teensy weensy, miniscule bit...want another baby.
And then I slapped myself upside the head.
And the moment passed.
And then I saw a pregnant lady. She looked something like this...
And then I thought...Thank you LAWD Jesus I am not pregnant!! Lawdy, lawdy, lawdy I am SOOO not ready!
But I can't help but think...has the process begun?
Has my (Lord help me) biological clock started its devilish process of pecking away at my brain until it accomplishes what it wants?
Say it isn't so!!!!
I'm not ready....I'm SOOOO not ready!!!
I'm just starting to feel sort of normal again!!!
I've got another year or two right? RIGHT?!?!?!!!
HELP!!! SOMONE PLEEEEASE HELP ME!!
In a crisis of epic proportions,
P.S. Q-Tip was only a few days old in the first picture. And I was 37 weeks pregnant in the second picture. I'm glad I waited until I was 37 weeks to take my pregnant pictures. They are a wonderful reminder of the "joys" of pregnancy! I was HUGE and I was ready to have a baby instead of the stabbing nerve pain that regularly shot down my left thigh! It was "magical" I tell you...simply "magical"!