Sunday, October 17th.
Looking around our house at how much stuff we have. Furniture needs to get moved or sold, it's getting crowded.
I look at the rocking chair. I don't want to get rid of that. Heck no. "We could put it in the attic? Or give it back to my parents for storage until we have a baby...".
Husband looks at me. "What do you think of having a baby?"
