I am an anxious person and as much as I try not to, I tend to view life as a series of tasks to be completed. The next item on the agenda of life for me and my husband is to start a family. I’m really ready to have a baby. So ready that every child I see in the grocery store makes me smile and every baby’s cry I hear makes my heart ache. And even though every part of my soul is telling me to jump into this task head first, I can’t help but hear a tiny voice somewhere in there gently telling me to RELAX, to enjoy the salad days because one day I’m going to miss them (and maybe even want them back). Nothing can curb my baby fever but while I eagerly await the arrival of motherhood, I think I’ll just cuddle up to my husband on the couch while we share a Pop Tart in the peace and quiet of our childless home.
Inspired by the Daily Post: Tart