Baby-palooza
Everyone around me is continuing to procreate. It seems to weird to me, the urge that's driving them. Let me explain...
I've never actively planned my future around parenthood, except when I was pregnant, which was a happy fluke that I'm eternally grateful for. I really do feel like it was my destiny to be the mother of these awesome twin boys I call mine own ::eyelash flutter::
But, as a teenager, I never had that on my "to do" list. In fact, I never really had a list. Life just sort of, happened to me. The only plan I remember having, is a half assed "Hey, maybe I want to be a journalist!" Which never came into fruition, simply because after two or three classes in preparation for it, I realized that it wasn't the type of writing that I wanted to spend my life doing.
So, after that, I was just floating around, without any real goals. I was only half aware that I was even suppose to HAVE a life plan. My parents are laid back, almost to a fault. But I distinctly remember not wanting to do the same thing everyone else was doing, which seemed to be settle in and pop out some kids. But, I fell insanely in love with Ed, and apparently it WAS my destiny to be a mom. But the urge to keep going, is totally lost on me. Word has it, after about two years, allllll mommies get the itch to have another one. And I couldn't tell you how many times people have said "I bet you want a girl next." And they couldn't be further from the truth.
I want to watch my twin boys grow up, and become little men, and then big men, and then kick them the f#$! out of my house. I love them so much, I worry about them all the time, any just the thought of being away from my toddlers for too long, makes my stomach hurt. But I'm looking forward to every stage of their life, and yes, I'm looking forward to the freedom Ed and I will have when they fly free.
But everyone around me is having babies. And in two years, they'll want more. And it'll keep happening, until everyone I know has two, or three, or maybe even four kids. And by the time they're done, mine will be six, or eight, and I'll be able to use the bathroom without everyone in my house wanting to know what I'm doing!! Hahaha, it'll be a day of days.
I've never actively planned my future around parenthood, except when I was pregnant, which was a happy fluke that I'm eternally grateful for. I really do feel like it was my destiny to be the mother of these awesome twin boys I call mine own ::eyelash flutter::
But, as a teenager, I never had that on my "to do" list. In fact, I never really had a list. Life just sort of, happened to me. The only plan I remember having, is a half assed "Hey, maybe I want to be a journalist!" Which never came into fruition, simply because after two or three classes in preparation for it, I realized that it wasn't the type of writing that I wanted to spend my life doing.
So, after that, I was just floating around, without any real goals. I was only half aware that I was even suppose to HAVE a life plan. My parents are laid back, almost to a fault. But I distinctly remember not wanting to do the same thing everyone else was doing, which seemed to be settle in and pop out some kids. But, I fell insanely in love with Ed, and apparently it WAS my destiny to be a mom. But the urge to keep going, is totally lost on me. Word has it, after about two years, allllll mommies get the itch to have another one. And I couldn't tell you how many times people have said "I bet you want a girl next." And they couldn't be further from the truth.
I want to watch my twin boys grow up, and become little men, and then big men, and then kick them the f#$! out of my house. I love them so much, I worry about them all the time, any just the thought of being away from my toddlers for too long, makes my stomach hurt. But I'm looking forward to every stage of their life, and yes, I'm looking forward to the freedom Ed and I will have when they fly free.
But everyone around me is having babies. And in two years, they'll want more. And it'll keep happening, until everyone I know has two, or three, or maybe even four kids. And by the time they're done, mine will be six, or eight, and I'll be able to use the bathroom without everyone in my house wanting to know what I'm doing!! Hahaha, it'll be a day of days.