I FINALLY GET IT

I never grew up around babies. I was the youngest of all my cousins and I didn't have true siblings. I think I baby sat once or twice and always for young kids not ever babies.

When word got around that I was pregnant I was constantly surprised by how excited people were about it; especially, people I barely knew/interacted with daily. The people I worked with would not take no for an answer on the baby shower thing, people wanted to buy me things for the baby.

I have seen perfectly reasonable people turn into babbling idiots at the mere sight of a baby.

If you watch people in stores, if someone walks by with a baby- people will actually stop and stare at the baby with dumb looks on their faces (kinda like the look of adoration you get from your dog).

I never understood this. I always just assumed that I just wasn't wired like that. But now?

Now, I have realized.... I finally get it.

Not long ago, I found out a close friend is expecting. I was so freaking excited, I tripped on the dog and nearly landed on my face in my mad rush to tell the husband.

That night I couldn't even sleep- I am all planning things out in my head, baby shower, booking flights, she might be able to wear my maternity clothes because the calender lines up almost perfectly, then I am thinking about all the gender-neutral stuff our baby has already grown out of, then I am thinking about how they need to start a 529 for college....

Stop.

Seriously. I realized, I am crazy. Baby crazy that is.

I wasn't even this excited when I found out that I was pregnant.

But, now... Now I finally get it.