So I'm terrified of having a baby, even though I'm married. I just don't want one. Every time I think about it, it just seems like the end of freedom. I've always hoped my mind would change one day. Well, last night I was laying in my husband's lap. I touched his lips with my fingers and he bit them with his lips, the way you do to a baby's fingers. Something about it just struck me and I realized I was a little excited to one day have a baby with him. He's so tender and will be such a good daddy. It's a start, guys. 😊