A year ago, I would have laughed if you told me that my hubs was even considering adding another kiddo to the mix. Recently, it sounds as if he thinks the idea would be okay...he might want a little more spacing between them than I do, but I'm not going to get picky about that. :) I dunno, I guess for me it has never been a question - it's either none or at least two because I don't want the challenges that come with raising an only child. It's not something I'm familiar or comfortable with and I, personally, had a good experience growing up with a sibling.
Anyway, all of that aside... I just really love names. I am NOT pregnant. It was an emotional and exciting ordeal choosing Tobin's name (or his possible girl name, Cassidy, which is now out of the new girl name line-up because it just seems wrong to give that name to a different baby)...and I just can't get enough of researching and putting different combinations together. It's like an addiction. I know I drive my hubs crazy with it, always asking, "Do you like this? Why don't you like this? Isn't it cute, though?" But, again, I am not pregnant and not planning to be in the "family way" until at least August 2012. Is it weird I put a date to it? Yes. But if I don't, I feel like I don't have anything under control. And boy do I need control sometimes. A lot of the time. :D
I've also been struggling with some weird guilt issues. I feel guilty that I have lost weight (I am actually around 15lbs less than I was before I had a baby). Why should I be guilty about that? I'm healthy, I eat well, I treat my body well. I feel hurt when I'm told I need to eat some candy...I feel hurt when I'm told I need to go ahead and eat some pizza, it's good for me (which is kind of a double-whammy because I actually WANT to eat pizza and WOULD, if gluten didn't give me annoying migraines). I actually needed to prove a point to my hubs, who (I know he didn't mean to be negative) told me that I was getting too skinny...so I put on a pair of pants that used to fit when we started dating (and he used to think I was mighty hott-looking, mind you). So there. I shouldn't feel bad for making healthy choices. I shouldn't feel bad for achieving my very lofty weight-loss goals! And for those that think I don't indulge, that's bull. I LOVE to eat. I LOVE food. I just try to control myself a little more than I used to.
Eek! I need to get to bed, pronto.
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