It’s October and I barely have any idea where the summer went. It was hot. Fry an egg on the driveway hot. And I spent most of the summer waiting on a man who was doing his best to ace the Florida Bar Exam. He studied nearly every waking hour that he wasn’t at work. I watched, hemmed and hawed, wished I could take it for him (um, not really).
He passed it. He passed both parts. And it was amazing.
And now, because the whole husband-has-a-full-time-job hurdle is almost passed, I am experiencing some pretty serious baby fever. Almost as hot as the summer. And I don’t know how to get over it. I’m not pregnant. We’re not trying. We’re not ready. We need a year – maybe 18 months – of two paychecks. We’re being responsible. And all I can think about is having a child. A baby. A toddler. A tween. Holy crap, this is getting out of hand.
Anyone have any ways to alleviate – or even postpone – the baby fever?