UGH. I am crazy with baby thoughts. WTF? I blame all the cute babies I’ve been privy to hang around lately. And maybe my hormones. Oh, god. I’m getting old, aren’t I. That’s what’s happening.
I think it’s safe to say that after reading this, D isn’t going to come anywhere near me, not until the baby craze wears off. Probably for the best. Not like I’d ever try and slip one past the goalie, but it’s better to err on the side of safety during times like this.