I’m going through a baby craze right now.
I’m not married.
I make money, and am working steadily toward reaching some of my life-long ambitions.
So, what is it about babies that are so intriguing to me right now?
They throw up on you. They wake you up in the middle of the night. You can’t just carry them around like a purse and set them down. You actually have to keep up with them. Not like my cat, which is pretty independent when I’m at work. I don’t need a cat sitter. I have a litter box and a few toys for him.
Babies aren’t cats.
Sometimes I psychoanalyze myself. With the marriage and babies thing, I’ve come up with this: maybe the reason I want a home with a husband and a baby right now is that I was involved in a group (Master’s Commission/Our Savior’s Church) that summed up womanhood into two activities:
Maybe that’s not it. But, it’s probably a significant portion of my obsession with marriage and babies.