And now my Amazon suggestions all feature baby and nursery related items. Thanks, Moment of Baby Fever. Thanks for that.
We’re waiting because we choose to wait – together in mutual agreement. That doesn’t negate the feelings I sometimes get, whether you call it baby fever, mothering, nesting, God’s call to motherhood – pick a title. They all basically mean the same thing.
Most of the time it’s really easy to wait. GW and I have only been married a year and are enjoying togetherness. We take vacations and go on trips, we eat at fancy restaurants – you know, in peace and quiet, no distractions, no embarrassments, no screaming monsters of adorableness…
But sometimes it sneaks up on me. I visit my friends who are moms or grammoms and snuggle their wittle bundles of adorableness. People tell me “You’re a natural!” “Is this a sign, hmm?” “Careful! Babies are contagious!” *Hint, hint; wink, wink; elbow, elbow*
And sometimes I go on Amazon stocking up my baby wishlist. Because, yes, we’re waiting, and I’m good with that. But I still have feelings.
This has been,
Fanny T. Crispin