I have a confession to make. Ever since my cousin made her “infamous” announcement (see Exciting News), I have been both obsessed with and terrified by the idea of producing small children.

Jeff seems to be comfortable with the idea of “raising a small crop of children” as he phrased it in my most recent birthday card.

I am not quite as sold on the idea as I once was.

Granted, I do want children. I just don’t think I am as ready as I thought I was before I started listening to Kim describe morning sickness and the other 7 to 8 months worth of symptoms that sound like more like the progression of a horrible disease than the progress towards a “joyous event”.

And don’t even get me started on the topic of labor. I have never been comfortable with the idea of squeezing a little being the size of a watermelon out an opening that is, well, not watermelon-sized. But then I started watching Discover Health Channel’s program, Babies: Special Delivery (aka “When Babies Attack” according to Jeff), which describes all of the things that can go wrong with that process, and I felt even more apprehensive.

Maybe I’ll be pleasantly surprised when our time comes, and it will be easier than I anticipate. Maybe we’ll just adopt.

Maybe I should just stop thinking about it.

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