Listening to
Alanis Morissette while driving from Y to the Bay Area. Makes me think of being
young in the 90's, wearing inside-out sweatshirts that were longer than my
shorts, riding my roller blades all over town until the street lights came on,
and feeling so happy and free. I still feel happy (ridiculously happy,
actually), but there is no feeling in the world like being a kid and seeing the
whole world in front of you. It’s just a shame that we can’t appreciate what we
have until we've grown out of it. Thankfully with adulthood we are able to
savor the moment.
I
guess that’s one fun thing about being a parent: watching your kids experience
those things you did, and being able to appreciate it this time around.
Hindsight and whatnot ;-) I think it’s also what makes me a horrible sucker
when it comes to buying toys. I think of all the fun I had with certain toys,
and the yearning I had for others, and I just can’t stop myself from buying
those things for Mish. Lol.
Now this post wouldn't be complete without a totally random and rambling exert about my
desire to be pregnant and my fears that I won’t conceive for a while. Part of
me thinks I might be pregnant, but then another part of me is so cynical and
pragmatic. I felt like such a fertile-Myrtle when I got pregnant with Mish the
first time we tried, but after hanging out in pregnancy forums I’m scared and
anxious. Ugh! I would avoid them, but I get so obsessive about things and I
know it wears Michael out, so I try and limit my obsessive rants to him. Lol.
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