While I am sitting here at 1:11a.m. I figured I might as well make a post.
Why can’t I sleep? I wish I could tell you. My legs are a little sore from dancing, and I had a Holiday Spice Pepsi earlier today, so perhaps the caffiene is keeping me awake. I can’t keep dance out of my head, and that also keeps me awake. I covet the sleep.
I keep thinking about having babies. I know most people that talk to me think I’m kidding when I mention how much I would like to have a child. I know I drive my husband crazy with it. Most nights I am able to put myself to sleep by happily imagining myself with child, and sequentially raising that child. I can not wait to be pregnant, and to give birth, and enjoy all the parts of motherhood.
Don’t get me wrong, I really enjoy my classes in school right now, and I think I’ll really enjoy my job when I get there. I really enjoy my life with my husband, and I certainly really enjoy dance. Most of these things will either be given up, or at least change when I have a baby. But I am honestly willing to give them up and allow the changes. I do not lie when I say that I believe being a mother is my true calling. It probably doesn’t help that my hormones are peaked for pregnancy. Stupid hormones.
Stupid empty uterus.
In other news, Dee is coming home this weekend. That makes me happy. Justin is a nice guy and everything, but there’s something special about being around another girl. Plus, she’s tons of fun.
I dunno, I think that’s enough for now. I’ll take some advil and try sleeping again. Babydreams!