Thursday Afternoon
In three weeks and two days I will be a married woman.
I guess it makes sense that I'm an adult, but it's funny how it seems like in a lot of ways I'm still a kid, like my adult life is a dream I'm having and when I wake up I will be lying in my pink canopy bed in Niceville or Iceland.
Like the last 20 years of my life didn't really happen.
Kristy Austin gave birth to a healthy baby boy, John Abram, yesterday afternoon, he looks too cute for words and I am very happy for her and Jason.
I hope that one day that I get to have children of my own. It scares me to think that when my Mother was my age she was pregnant with me. It scares me because in a lot of ways I feel like I'm not prepared to be the kind of Mother I want to be some day and also the proverbial biological clock that is counting down to the time when having children will no longer be a viable option.
I keep telling myself I have a few more years, but then I think about how fast the last few years have flown by, I want more time!
Ah, the human condition! Why does our time here have to be so short?!
I feel like there is so much I want to accomplish and still I want even more time to sit and think, to lay around and be lazy, like the seemingly endless summers that I experienced as kid.
Summer break is something that I miss so much in my adult life. I sometimes think to myself that perhaps I should have been a teacher just so I could have the summer to do with as I please.
I guess it makes sense that I'm an adult, but it's funny how it seems like in a lot of ways I'm still a kid, like my adult life is a dream I'm having and when I wake up I will be lying in my pink canopy bed in Niceville or Iceland.
Like the last 20 years of my life didn't really happen.
Kristy Austin gave birth to a healthy baby boy, John Abram, yesterday afternoon, he looks too cute for words and I am very happy for her and Jason.
I hope that one day that I get to have children of my own. It scares me to think that when my Mother was my age she was pregnant with me. It scares me because in a lot of ways I feel like I'm not prepared to be the kind of Mother I want to be some day and also the proverbial biological clock that is counting down to the time when having children will no longer be a viable option.
I keep telling myself I have a few more years, but then I think about how fast the last few years have flown by, I want more time!
Ah, the human condition! Why does our time here have to be so short?!
I feel like there is so much I want to accomplish and still I want even more time to sit and think, to lay around and be lazy, like the seemingly endless summers that I experienced as kid.
Summer break is something that I miss so much in my adult life. I sometimes think to myself that perhaps I should have been a teacher just so I could have the summer to do with as I please.