Just.... KIDDING.

I had the most hits on my blog yesterday that I've ever had. I suspect it's because you all saw my April Fool's post and had to keep coming back to see if I was JUST KIDDING!

Yes, yes, I was JUST KIDDING.

Brian will probably be kidnapped by aliens before he gets baby fever. In fact, the other day, when the conversation was hijacked by me turned to getting pregnant, and I began to ask if maybe it was time, Brian held out his arms on either side of him and said, "If you're about to ask me about babies or getting pregnant or ditching the plan, I'm going to cover my ears and scream!"

"Oh, no, honey," I recovered. "I was just going to tell you that - um - I love you?"

"Good enough. Let's go for a walk."

It's frustrating to not get what you want, especially if you are a woman and you have a sneaking suspicion that you know everything and isn't that why your husband married you? So that he could determine the secrets of the universe? And discover God's REAL plan for his life?

And it's also frustrating when your hopes don't line up with the hopes of someone you love so much, and you rediscover on a daily basis that your minds are in very, very different places. While you're thinking, I am on day 32 of my cycle and is that a pregnancy symptom I am feeling? he is thinking, I wanted to order that tree stand and darn it, now they've discontinued it and I am going to have to find something else! And when each of you open your mouths to voice your frustrations there is a moment of brief confusion and misunderstanding when you both realize, that's what's on your mind? Ohhhh. That's... dumb.

Anyway, these years are apparently for something else - maybe for learning that one life change doesn't guarantee joy, that joy is to be found no matter where you are in life as long as you can lean on your Heavenly Father. I believe that, through and through and forever, and I'm learning to trust in it as well.

Until then, I'm going to enjoy this man that I've got. He IS pretty cute, if I do say so myself, and he makes me laugh. In fact, after I publish this, maybe I will go ask him something annoying, just to watch him cover his ears and scream. After all, isn't that a temper tantrum? And if I want a baby, I might as well get some experience.