but, anyhoo. i'm 31 years old. i used to say adamantly that i would never have children, that the thought didn't interest me in the slightest, and then jokingly reply to prods about when grandkids would arrive with "well, accidents happen, har har." now that i'm in my 30's with approximately only another ten years or so left with a working uterus, my views haven't changed much, other than my declarations of "oh HELLLS, no!" changing slightly into 'well, life changes. if it happens that i meet someone and we decide to bear children, fine. if we decide to adopt, that would be even better. but if it never happens, that's okay, too."
gah, rachel ray is eating some vietnamese egg rolls on t.v. and i want one so bad, i can taste it. maybe i'll swing by saigon on the way to work tomorrow.
but, anyhoo, back to my original thought. i'm 31 years old and have never had a best friend that has had a baby before. i mean, i had best coworkers create sprogs, but never someone that i cherished and adored and spent a lot of time with outside of work, through thick and thin, better or worse.
i won't babysit (children still borderline terrify me, they're now a step below spiders on my list, instead of a step above!), but if there is anything else i can do, even if it's just... i don't know. it sounds cheesy to say that my heart swells with happiness at what you and joel are about to bring into the world. may it happen with less stress than is anticipated.
i so wish i had a nerf bat to give to you in the delivery room so that you can swat at anyone who you don't want to be there, get out your aggression, and not cause (too much) harm. ;)