Random emo story time.

Babies, babies everywhere!

A friend of mine is pregnant, my cousin is pregnant, my neighbor is pregnant, and my other neighbor had a baby two weeks ago. Lots of babies everywhere, which is awesome because talking about babies is so much fun and exciting. Wheeeee! I love it! But having a baby, taking care of a baby? Ehh, I'd rather be stabbed in the eye. (Send all babysitting requests to Jennifer Lawver C/O Babies Everywhere.)

I can't get excited about someone having a baby. It would be like getting excited for someone going off to Iraq. Ugh. I almost cried when my best friend got pregnant. I wonder if I'll get over this feeling as Brian grows up and becomes less needy. Will I be excited for my sons to have their own kids or cry at the hell they are embarking on? Fifteen years is a long time to have to get over something, so hopefully I will.

The End.

ETA- I just read Sharon's blog about morning sickness. OMG, I so want to cry for her. Pregnancy doesn't really get worse than this, but then the hard part comes.