There's lots of things I want to do. A lot of places I want to go and things to see. Experiences to be had.
But, before I die, what I really want to do is:
Become a mommy!
I've wanted to have kids forever, but not until about a year ago did I really feel like I was stable enough in my life to be able to care for a child. Hubs and I have been talking seriously about timing. When he gets back from his next overseas work run (3 months starting Sunday), we'll finally be trying. I'm SO excited and also scared. Scared of everything that can go wrong. What if I'm an awful mom? But as you'll see from yesterday's post, I had a really good role model.
Plus, we just bought a house with the intent on filling it with 2 kids over the next few years. I've already started designing nurseries in my head.
Now that we've been married nearly 4 years, I think we're getting a hang of the whole marriage thing. Why not shake things up a bit by adding a baby? :)