I’ve been a mess for the last two days. You know how when you were a teenager, and you could be all angst, followed by totally horny, followed by weepy, and then horny again? I feel like your early 30s are not all that much different. Except! Add in total overwhelming desire to be holding a baby, and there you go.
Dinner with a friend with a 2 year has worked wonders at resolving this urge, but man… it came on fast and furious.
Poor Mr. Faraway. I’m terrified of losing him because I’ve been positively crazy for the last two days. Hopefully his surfing trip will help him forget when I’m a weepy mess.