Sooo, I just got home from my office holiday party. Someone who used to work there brought her 3 month old baby. I never pay other people's baby too much attention, so when she was sleeping no big deal. Everyone kept talking about how cute she was. She never cried the entire party. Then, when someone picked her up, my heart melted into 1000 tiny pieces. Which brings me to some confessions.

1) I realized, I have never actually held a baby :O Um, how in the world can I have my own?

2) I was actually SCARED to hold the baby. I said no, I don't want to break her. To which everyone laughed. They said a baby is not as fragile as you think, but she was only 10lbs. She was this small bundle of fragility in my mind!

okay, I'll give you one more confession, since we're spilling all we have here- I instantly knew that I wanted to be a mom. To care for, and love unconditionally another human being. The dirty diapers, spit up on my fresh dress, whatever-I'm willing to undertake it. And I want to do it with my dear husband. I'm sure a whole lot more crazy nonsense comes too- like the not sleeping. This mom said her baby never cries lucky lady! All the, "oh we have to buy a house first, and have x amount of dollars saved, really doesn't matter in the grand scheme of things. Life is short. Sometimes all too short as we have seen today.

Well, those are my confessions!