Maybe.

I don’t know why, but lately I’ve been thinking a lot about babies.

Maybe it’s because everyone around me are having babies or maybe because the dust is beginning to settle after our move and the impulsive part of me is thinking, what next? There’s no way we are going to get another dog; K-puppy and M-puppy are plenty enough and certainly we are not planning on selling our place. There is only one more thing to do and I think we both know that it’s almost time.

We haven’t had any serious talks about it but we both know that we want to have one down the road. The question is, when? I just turned 29 and The Hubby is 34. Time is creeping up on us and one thing is for sure: we want to be able to keep up with our kid!

I know I get excited when I think about the ‘bells and whistles’ that comes with having a baby: room & furniture designs, baby clothes, names, etc. But when it comes down to the real stuff, like actually raising a baby, my heart stops. I don’t know if I’m ready for the responsibilities.


At the end of the day, I stop thinking about it but then it begins again every morning.

So I don’t know.

Maybe I’m just bored or maybe this is how it begins.