Saturday, October 10, 2009
We've Been Bitten!
So, it is official!!! Paul and I have been bitten by the "baby bug". It would probably be more accurate to say that I have been bitten and the "rash" has spread to Paul.
It is so strange that since we made this big decision EVERYTHING has started to revolve around the thought of having a little one in our home. Our Sunday coffee and bagel outings now include trips to the really cute toy store at Park Rd. shops. I simply melt when I watch Paul's eyes light up when he passes by the trains and firetrucks and I just know that he is picturing our little boy playing with them. As if that isn't enough, it cracks me up to watch him bristle with the fear at the thought of having a little girl as I ogle all of the Madame Alexander dolls and princess tea sets . Our Late night talks now include giggles and speculations about who our child will look like. I am hoping for curls....even though neither of us have curly hair..... and my green eyes....and Paul's mouth....thinking of Paul's pouty lips on a little baby make my eyes well up. Even though this baby is just a sparkle in our eyes....he/she already has a tight hold on our hearts.
Monday is our one year anniversary....time has flown by. It is my wish, above all wishes, that this year next time Paul and I will have to have a babysitter watch our little love as we go out on the town to celebrate our second year of marriage.
It is so strange that since we made this big decision EVERYTHING has started to revolve around the thought of having a little one in our home. Our Sunday coffee and bagel outings now include trips to the really cute toy store at Park Rd. shops. I simply melt when I watch Paul's eyes light up when he passes by the trains and firetrucks and I just know that he is picturing our little boy playing with them. As if that isn't enough, it cracks me up to watch him bristle with the fear at the thought of having a little girl as I ogle all of the Madame Alexander dolls and princess tea sets . Our Late night talks now include giggles and speculations about who our child will look like. I am hoping for curls....even though neither of us have curly hair..... and my green eyes....and Paul's mouth....thinking of Paul's pouty lips on a little baby make my eyes well up. Even though this baby is just a sparkle in our eyes....he/she already has a tight hold on our hearts.
Monday is our one year anniversary....time has flown by. It is my wish, above all wishes, that this year next time Paul and I will have to have a babysitter watch our little love as we go out on the town to celebrate our second year of marriage.
Sadly, we still don't need a babysitter. The dream of a little peron with Paul's pouty lips still bring tears to my eyes. The thought also stirs an empty feeling in the pit of my stomach with the fear that this will never be a reality. Maybe next year...fingers crossed.
