The post in which I may lose a few child-free readers.
Yesterday morning I went for our weekly grocery run to the Superstore in a nearby town. Our town is reportedly going to be the home to a brand new Superstore sometime this millennium, but so far not a single brick has been laid. Although I don’t always make the trek out to Superstore for groceries, preferring the yuppie haven Loblaws, I have been making an effort to plan our meals over the weekend and shop accordingly. We waste much less food this way, and Graham always has something for lunch. I post our week’s meal plan on the fridge, and sometimes Graham goes down the list, leaving a nerdly yet affectionate tick-mark of approval next to each night’s menu.
On my way to the store yesterday, my stomach starting making some ungodly sounds and I instantly became aware of the fact that although I had drank two cups of coffee at home, I hadn’t had anything to eat. And that coffee was churning around in my stomach in all of its acidic goodness, and the bile? It was starting to rise. Of course you know that the solution to forgetting to eat breakfast before grocery shopping, and needing to put something in your tummy before you go another step, is to go through the Drive-Thru at McDonald’s, scarf back some food and stew over the guilt for a day and a half. (Have I mentioned my loathing for their spelling of the word “thru”?) I bought my combo number 2 with apple juice instead of coffee and drove my hungry ass over to the Superstore parking lot to do a little people watching while I ate.
Did you know that all of the moms and dads and toddlers and babies are at the Superstore on Monday mornings? (That’s right, all of them.) And did you know that they are all so very cute, what with the carrying of the dinky cars in pudgy little fingers, and the holding of dad’s hand while crossing the parking lot, and the wearing of the very tiny baseball caps and whatnot? All of a sudden the world was looking very much like that first scene in Tina Fey’s new movie, Baby Mama, where there are BABIES BABIES BABIES everywhere.
My best friend just had a baby.
Another friend is about to have a baby. (Lord, she’s ready. Get on it, would ya?)
These babies? They are on the brain.
Hey, look. Here’s me with a baby.
Here I am with another baby.
Here’s me AS a baby.
Am I totally losing it? I am, aren’t I? I’m totally losing it.
I feel your pain, my friend. You are not losing it – they are, indeed, EVERYWHERE. And the baby fever is becoming unbearable over here. The “holding of dad’s hand” part is what really gets me. Seeing my sweetie with his nephew puts me right over the edge.
Be strong. When the time is right (if you want it to be right?), it’ll happen. At least that’s what I keep telling myself…
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My younger cousin just had a baby. That makes me feel very old and spinsterish.
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It’s so true. Some days they just seem to be everywhere.
I have three and I still get sucked in every once in a while. What am I? Crazy??
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Yes, they are everywhere. I know what you mean. Two of my best friends just had babies and I find myself wondering…
And I still have to do your meme. I have tendonitis right now so typing is a bitch!
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i hear pregnancy is contagious. you are so screwed. hahaha!
Oh, sigh. You are totally confirming Joe’s deeply held belief (which I constantly oppose) that everybody wants kids, they just don’t know it.
That said, you’d be excellent at it. I often think that the people who question it most are.
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Oh, the baby fever. It is a powerful thing.
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Tick tock tick tock…I think that is your biological clock Ames !!!! LOL
That is so funny because I just had a dream about babies last night – they really ARE everywhere
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I’m laughing so hard! This is a great post, and I do, in fact, see babies everywhere.
Not toddlers, oh no…that would be too easy, little bitty babies. Babies in arms babies in wraps babies in Bjorns…
Next time I get knocked up I’m going to rub my baby all over everyone when it’s born so I can be on the giving end of the freaky baby phenomenon instead of on the receiving end.
Wanna rub? (Gosh that sounds bad)
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You look good in a baby.
just sayin.
Oh. My. After they tag-teamed you at the Superstore, all the moms and dads with strollers and toddlers ganged up on me at the mall last night. And they brought all their pregnant friends. WTF?? I went home and had chocolate.
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Oh man…I thought it was just ME…I am finding myself sighing rather loudly out loud quite a bit lately…mabye Melamalie is right…perhaps more chocolate will help.
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Oh Amy, you look so cute with those babies and you were an adorable baby! What are you waiting for? It’s none of my business anyway! Have a great week!! Hugs!!
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My husband and I have decided not to have children. I believe this is the right decision for us, but some days it’s really hard.
I want a baby. I just don’t want to be a parent. And there is a big difference.
I think there is a blog post here somewhere…
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I hear you! I also just checked out your “me” page, and I have to tell you that I also identify with the utter shock of now enjoying all kinds of domestic things…I think my poor grandmother would roll over in her grave if she knew how much I love this stuff
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I could go one of two ways here. I could tell you how to cure that pang by telling you I haven’t had a shower in three days nor have I used the toilet by myself for over three years (more or less) and have only had two weekends away in three years (one of them was with you) or I could tell you that the feeling of chubby little crumb covered fingers wrapped around yours really is every bit as awesome as it looks like it is. As is little tiny kisses and having “I love you pretty mommy” whispered in your ear at bedtime.
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You look cute as hell with that second baby – and you were a damn cute baby.
But that doesn’t mean anything because YOU ARE RIGHT, THERE ARE FREAKING BABIES EVERYWHERE.
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Dude…damn those kids and how cute they are…and what a pain they are. All rolled in one.
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Some neighbourhoods are like that – mine among them. Strollers as far as the eye can see. But for me, it’s not the babies that get me. It’s the toddlers. I love toddlers, while I can totally leave babies. I just know I need to have a baby to get one of those delicious toddlers. I can see how people end up with bigger families than they thought they wanted!
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