Baby fever!

I wont deny it. I have baby fever something awful.

Seeing a swaddled, burping, pink faced, pacifier sucking baby sends me
to 7th heaven.

I've always liked children. I've always wanted to be a mom.

In home economic at school, the politically correct question given was
"What career do you want when you finish school"
To think, there was a time when home economics prepared young girls
for lives of motherhood and domestic engineering.

I would think about the question, and answered almost embarrassed to say
"I want to raise babies"

I knew that wasn't the right answer. I was supposed to say "Teacher. Doctor
Lawyer, President! "

For as long as I can remember, I have wistfully longed for motherhood.

I am no stranger to children. Growing up in a large puerto Rican family, we
certainly knew how to do one thing very well. REPRODUCE !

I am one of 8 children, and I have over 15 nieces, nephews with great nieces
and nephews to boot.

I knew how to change a diaper before I knew how to comb my own hair!
I'm no stranger to the wails of a feverish baby, or the endless poopy diapers.
I'm not naive about kids. I know they are hard work, and some times
ungrateful cash pits. However the longing to be called "Mommy" will not\
be quenched.

My husband... to put it frankly is... terrified
He knows nothing about babies or children.
I want it now, he would rather wait.

He has in recent months however gotten into the spirit.
He has pulled me over on several occasions to the baby department
at target, his eye on a onesie.

He loves me so much, that he is willing to set aside his fears, and help me
produce offspring.

So I patiently wait. As patient as a 30 year old newlywed
with baby fever can. Until we can really give this baby making
thing a real go.

:)