the baby yearn

The baby yearn has surfaced again... as it always does, and I just keep telling myself to get a grip. But seeing the adorable pictures of Brenna (over at Lehigh Baby), and reading Heather's monthly mommy newsletter (an adorable letter she writes to her babe every month, to tell her how she has grown), not to mention the other cuties I read about daily (the "Lil' Poop", Waterboy, and of course Chattababy)... well it just comes roaring back.

Just have to count down until Trav and I are actually married... then count down the required 3 years that Travis will probably want to wait before he will even consider a baby. Ho-hum.

I almost cried when I read this one quote in Harry Potter #6... just because of the fact that at the time I was baby-jonesing:
"And Harry saw very clearly... how people who cared about him had stood infront of him one by one... all determined to protect him; but now that was over. ...He must abandon forever the illusion that the shelter of a parent's arms meant nothing could hurt him." (p. 645)

I don't know that I would ever want my child to come to that conclusion...

But anyway, that's enough of that.

I'm just happy that it is friday, and that there is a 3-day weekend stretching out ahead of me. Wish me luck with these reception sites. I know there is one our there for us.


  1. I love my kid and I would never trade him for anything but...(always a but)...wait to have kids. They are a lot of work.

  2. Good quote. I've never read Harry Potter, but I've been meaning to. I second William's advice. We dated for three years, then waited 6 years to try for a baby. It was worth the wait. We were able to travel, have lots of fun, build up a nest egg, and enjoy just being us for awhile. And yes, babies are really really really really really hard work.

  3. I love the monthly newsletters. And each time I think I might get through one without crying, she hits me with some thought so perfectly craftedthat I can't help myself. And then I call Barry and we both sigh about what she wrote.


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