Subjective Response

I want to be a mommy like her. Everytime I see a baby now it gets me all mushy inside and fills me with longing. The rational part of me goes into hiding, forgetting that it spent years saying babies would make me lose too much sleep. Now I've found someone who actually would make a good dad, that's all gone out the window. So here I am all wist-filled. Somewhere in my chest radiates a soft warmth. If I don't get pregnant soon, the worry will take over, and I'll be filled with a whole new feeling. Hopefully that won't happen. Boy, do I need to learn how to relax.