I just have to, before I go to sleep, mention the fact that I have the best husband ever created. I also want to remind him that, although he might not have been created under the optimal circumstances, he has become the best thing I could ever (in my humble life) ever have wished for.
We were talking vaguely of children tonight. I think my biological clock has made it's first (fucking) tick-tock, and it scares me to death, honestly. I'm not prepared to yearn for children. I'm not prepared to feel that strongly about anything. DON'T THESE PEOPLE KNOW THAT?
Anyone else remember that feeling? Anybody my age feeling the first pangs of it?