Stefford

I'm excited, for the first time, about getting married and having children.  I've begun noticing other people and how they are now they have children.  Granted, most of the people that are married with children are mormon, so that probably has a lot to do with it, but seriously.  They post on each others facebook walls how fabulous their kids are, and how things are all sugar and gum drops.  How sweet it is when they dumb the cereal out all over the floor, or when they climb all over the table.  Really the things I don't like about kids (and cats).  And I wonder.  Will I turn into that person?  Or will I still have a brain, and a desire, and passions outside of motherhood? 

I understand what a huge, life changing event child birth is.  It will change my love and my priorities, my view of the world.  But I have things now that I love and am passionate about.  I don't want to lose that and just live for my children.

I went to a party at a friends of mine (my boyfriend's friends that I've come to know a bit) house.  They have been married for a bit and have a 3 year old daughter.  All of their friends are married with children, too.  Except for James.  Until he met me, of course.  The first BBQ at their house after we started dating was traumatizing.  The women all looked at me like I was fresh meat and they wanted to convert me.  I ended up drying the kids after their bath.  Their favorite pass time is going out to dinner with all the kids (three women, 4 kids) and taking care of each others offspring.  "People watching don't know whose kids are whose!!!"  

Yikes.

Not for me.  But still, I'm excited to meet our children (hopefully child).