We’re Having a Baby!

I squealed at MB. 

He did not squeal back.

Really?  – he asked with that typical my wife is being overly hysterical scrunched up face.

Yes! – I answered – well maybe.

Maybe we’re having a baby? – responded MB growing ever weary – like you took a test you’re pregnant we’re having a baby?

Noooooo – I retorted – the I can just tell I have to be pregnant kind of baby.

Right – he said.

And that is the story of how we were not really having a baby.

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Me & My Dream

The other night {and previous nights} I had a dream.  I dreamt that I was out somewhere — I think at a party at someone’s house — and I was looking at my chin in the mirror.  While looking, I realized I had this pretty disgusting looking pimple on my face and I started to squeeze at it.  First a bunch of water ran out and then out pops this white and red little plug about the size of a penny that is about 4 inches thick.  In the dream I run to my husband and show him the plug triumphantly — fully relieved that whatever this is off of my face. 

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101 in 1001

Now that the wedding is over, it’s pretty easy to see my grappling for the brand new, exciting and fun. I want something to give me a little direction and focus and I want to avoid smothering my husband with good wifelyness in the process. I’ve waffled about what to do — start a new career, build a business, have a baby, buy a house. These are all very concrete, yet quasi nebulous tasks for this late 20something {eek!} to take on in an undetermined amount of time.  This is why when I ran across the Day Zero Project, I decided that I would give it a shot.  And I’m pretty pumped.