I have yet another baby to fawn over.
Oh, how I cannot WAIT to meet little Logan. He's the brand, spankin' new son of my friend the GOP Big Wig. For months I have been anxious for this little boy's arrival. I've watched his mommy's tummy grow, I've crocheted blankets for him and knitted cute, fuzzy, little cream-colored hats (complete with a darling, little pom pom). I've felt his mommy's tummy one night when little Logan was moving around inside (quite the wiggle worm!).
Needless to say, I've been really anxious for Logan to arrive.
And arrive, he has!
As a person who has to live vicariously through my friends where birthing and raising children are concerned (at least for now), I am so excited to meet this little boy.
Logan's arrival reminded me about my current vocation in life; single and sometimes loving it. Truth be told, I am really ready to find my soul mate and settle down with a house full of kids. Time keeps on slipping away into the future, and I'm being left behind as a singleton.
Single? yes. Getting any younger? Nope.
I was reminded of that little nugget yesterday morning by the second gray hair I've spotted in my 28 year old life.
Gray hair? Even though I highlight my hair?
Gosh, I'm due for a highlight job.
To think, I'm getting gray hairs, and I don't even have kids yet.