Phantom flutters, imaginary cravings, total poas (PeeOnAStick) addict (even though I KNOW I have the Mirena)...what's wrong with me???
Yep you guessed it! Baby Fever at it's best (or worst if you ask my hubby).
I'm married and finally at the age when one is considered old enough to even think about having kids and wouldn't you know my hubby has abruptly decided to start thinking with his 'other' head...go figure!
Isn't it ironic how when I was young, dumb, and full of...oops my bad wrong site. Isn't it ironic how in my younger years (like it was SO long ago) when I wasn't mature at all (but I really REALLY thought I was) I got pregnant from sitting next to a boy (ok not really like that, but you know what I mean) and now that I'm ready REALLY ready to actually plan a pregnancy and ttc...I have to WAIT?!?!?! All while every other wife on base is sporting that latest fashion...the baby bump.
Ahhh the joys of married life, sea duty, and being a responsible human being. I guess I'll just live vicariously through every other spouse on base since every other wife I know is pregnant.
~end of rant~