.more about husband and me.

.oh what a difference a year makes.



.charleston peninsula.


.could it be that 
all of my
friends are pregnant?.
.literally i can count
five without even thinking.

.could it be that
husband and me
have been married
for over three years?.

.could it be that 
even though we not in utah
young marrieds and babies
are swarming around 
everywhere in charleston.

.could it be that
i have been toying
with the idea for over
six months.
.key word - i.

.could it be that
we have had names picked
out since we
before we got married.

.could it be that
i am finally able
to put this before
some other things
that i never would have before.

.or.

.could it just be that
i am missing
husband more than i
ever thought possible.
.and the loneliness
is making me hormonal.
.ha.
.yes, i just confessed
that sometimes women's
problems are hormonal.
.but if you tell a soul
i'll deny it.


.the thought of where
i was on this subject
last year
at this time 
is laughable.
.compared to where i am now.

.you see.

.someone said something
the other day that was beyond
profound for me.

.and regretably
i literally have to
call them someone
because i have no idea
who it was.
.i've looked for a while
but to no avail.

.but what they said
was basically that
there dance training
 was paying off in the form
of entertaining their baby.

.ask me a year ago
and i would have
said that's ridiculous.
.blah.

.ask me now
and i will say that's
amazing. 
.what a great way 
to utilize that talent.

.oh my.

.you see last year
at this time.
.baby = no dance.

.and this year
at this time.
.dance = no baby.

.i'm not saying
that dance can have
no place in my life.

.i love teaching
and choreographing
more than imaginable.

.but more than
ever i just want
to be a mommy.

.dance or no dance.

.but nonetheless
i don't know 
why i decided
to ramble on this
because 
i'll meet you in about 
three or four years baby.

.but just wanted you
to know that 
when we do 
finally meet
i've wanted you for a while.


.oh what a difference a year makes.



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