not too cute.

how do i write this without sounding like a sad, wimpy, jealous and desperate(?) woman?

i don't think i can.

you know, i am happy - and i mean it - when i see friends settling down, one after another. and babies ... babies are the cutest things. those things make me the happiest. i swear. 

but to be honest, i've been thinking a lot about those, lately; a smile on his face, the soft silky babies skins ... and our home.

sad, wimpy, jealous and desperate(?) - maybe i am all that. oh get over it!





patience? it used to be a lot easier ...