My girlfriend/sister and old college roommate Molly, I just found out today through a nice conversation, is pregnant with her second baby.Poor girl is so nauseous though, she kept telling me, as we spoke, that she was trying to hold back the 'gagging'. Aw man, nauseam, the worst. To make matters even more difficult, her son Griffin is in his monkey banshee phase--she calls him her labrador puppy who has to run 3 hours a day in just random circles around the playground. She wants to put him in a kennel at least one day a week (aka "daycare") She jokes that she is hoping for a boy so they can be, and I quote, "two little cub bears rolling around and wrestling together"
Ugh...I am so ready for the day when another little life is more important than my self centered one. I am bored of myself and my singular desires. My own little family. I believe that will teach you the most about yourself and about love. I'm sure those of you who have built a family know just what I mean. Caring for people as much, if not more, than yourself.
One the greatest blessings I believe a person can receive.
