So here I am sitting at work, taking my lunch break, and I have this.. incredible urge to write.
I either want to post, seeing as I have some awesome ideas for a few that I have, or I want to write a story.. Or something.
I want to create, to write, to make a story. But of course.. I can't at the moment as Work calls and I have no idea what a story would be about.
Though Posting would be fun as Well.. Ehh Wendy? :P
As for life..
Things are better.. I have been happier the past few days, and I think it is due to praying in the morning. God is taking care of me, and though I don't have any clue about his plan for us here. I am excited to find out.
Another thing that has been on my mind lately, is the subject of children. I have been around many pregnant women lately as well as Women who have small children, and while the children are adorable. I find myself again, not wanting to have any. I think of my life with Josh, and right now I am perfectly happy with it just being him and I and Kevin, and perhaps a puppy later on.
Its so odd really, seeing as before we moved I thought I could be pregnant and I was really excited about it. And disappointed that I wasn't. Maybe now that I am up here.. and alone with Josh.. with no family or friends around, I am starting to think that wouldn't be an idea.
Perhaps I am not ready for one yet.. I am not sure. But I will continue to pray about this. Though, come to think of it. I am not quite sure why I was so scared about being pregnant. God wouldn't give me anything that I could not handle with his help and Josh's. And I am sure.. that I couldn't handle a baby at the moment.
Not to mention hearing stories about giving birth!! I wish there was a way where they could put me out totally and I could wake up with a Baby.. that would be helpful :D
Well, I gotta go.