It happens in the life of every newlywed couple. The question. You know the one. “Soooo, when are you gonna have some baaaybeees?” *expectant look*
First of all, get from all up in of my bedroom please! What me and The Mister do in the privacy of our own home is none of your beeswax, missy. Just suffice it to say we’re getting lots of good practice in. Second of all, I dunno…it’s a weird question that is awkward to try to shimmy out of answering. Yes, we want babies. Yes, I know I need to get a move on…or as an aunt said, “girl, you better jump on ‘im as soon as he says I do”.
Making humans is a daunting task. Little baby humans require a lot of work and love (and work) and I think I’m ready for that, but… And I’ve heard toddler humans are a pain in the butt. And I know from being one myself that teenage humans survive only by the strength of a parent’s love because all others would shoot them dead.
We’re excited about the possibilities of making a brand new person, we just don’t know when that’ll happen. I think The Mister and I will be fine guides to the world when we do start procreatin’…but right now, we’re just trying to figure out where to put all of our stuff, get my name changed on everything, and making time for that practice I was talking about earlier. But don’t you worry…we’ll let you know when we’ve gone from practice to game time.