baby at first sight....

So here we are 2008....and all of a sudden out of nowhere, I want to have a baby. Well...strike that from the record. I'm ready to start the pre-baby baby race. AKA, I'm ready to get in shape for having a baby.

I don't know where this came from. Perhaps it was Steve's new years resoloution for me, that I should try for my birthing weight. Thats kind of funny, getting rid of (lots of) baby fat to make way for baby. Chubby + baby weight = super heifer...I know that. I don't want this kid to come out screwed up because I couldn't be bothered to give it a kicking start by ditching the extra pounds. If I did that I already know they'd be in therapy, that I couldn't' care enough about myself to thus care about them.

I want to give it every chance it has. So here I am, not off the BC yet, but ramping up the folic acid, and wondering how much we need to budget to start setting up a nursery...Am I going mad ? I looked into a conceiving magazine (How nuts is that....there's not just a magazine industry for expecting mums, there's one for ladies hoping to become expectant mums) and found a world of baby/conceiving mania...All these products and gadgets I didn't know existed, but knew I simply HAD TO HAVE. Well OK, that's a lie...but all these funky gadgets and contraptions that made it seem impossible to have a baby without them.

So there it is...it's on the table...Babies finally made it onto my adult agenda. And it scares the heck out of me.