No, I'm not pregnant. I won't be within the next 6 months.
I've had ideas and ambitions most of my life. You know in school how they ask what you want to be when you grow up? I would say librarian a lot (and I still want to be that) but secretly in my head all I wanted to be was a mom. and wife. It's one of the few things I've ever been sure about.
When we first got married I was baby hungry. I couldn't get my mind on anything else. I was barely 20 and we were so unsettled it was just out of the question. Welp, nearly 5 years down the line here we are- in the same position as before. Still SO unsettled. My three closest friends are pregnant. My other friends are trying to get pregnant.
Don't think this is me whining or being bitter- I'm not. I got past that a LONG time ago. What I'm trying to say is I don't know what happened. People bug us about why we haven't had a baby yet constantly. It doesn't bother me I guess, it's just weird. Out of everyone I know I would have thought that I'd be the one to not put this off.
So let's just say I'm hoping this is in the cards for us soon enough. I spend hours every day discussing pregnancy/baby stuff with these friends. What crib? what stroller? What bedding? Planning showers. Discussing names. Fearing labor. haha.
I spend hours researching my weirdo things like cloth diapers + the benefits of breastfeeding solely for 6 months. (Maybe that's why I have so many breastfeeding dreams?)
At least I'll be prepared when the time comes?