Little Moments

Today Josh and I were just going to do some general chores around the house like installing a new bedroom ceiling fan, cleaning, giving the dogs baths, things of that nature. Instead we decided to go tint his windows since it is the middle of summer and there is absolutely none on his car, it's completely see-though. It was going to be my treat. Told him it would be his birthday present since I'll be finishing my last year of school and probably not working enough (or at all) to buy him anything then.

So I followed him over and dropped the car off then we hopped in mine and decided to do my favorite thing in the world, visit a book store. I mean who can't walk into a bookstore and not instantly have hundreds of dollars of books for purchasing in their arms?? Oh if I won the lottery I'd build my own library. Just for me. Walls and walls of books like in the Beauty and the Beast. Maybe I'd even attach it to the house...

Anyway, I mosied through all the rows and stopped to look at history books about the Queens of England and past rulers, flipped a few pages of books in the "Dog" section (my fave) and looked at the goofy puppies, stopped to look at Emma Watson on the cover of Vogue magazine (I can't believe the last Harry Potter movie is coming out in only two weeks!), and finally ended up sitting in the "Family" section looking at the cute babies.

It was only about five minutes until Josh, who was looking at men magazines, realized that he lost me, which is easy to do in a store like that cause I'm like a kid at Disneyworld. He turned the corner and saw me sitting cross-legged on the floor in front of the "What to Expect" books and came over sitting next to me. We talked about the seriously freakish fact that though a baby can grow inside you, which is completely awesome, the person in charge of planning how that tiny human comes out, (the big man upstairs) could have reconsidered the current plan of action known as "birth".

Another fifteen minutes later I was completely consumed reading the car-crash facts, (you know where it's so horrible and yet so fascinating you can't look away?), Josh's A.D.D. kicked in and he had found his own book and came back to my side, "Dude, You're Gonna Be A Dad!" An older couple walked by looking at us sprawled in the aisle together and smiled and nodded to each other like they knew some great fact we didn't and found it amusing. Josh leaned over and tapped my knee with his finger pointing at some line on the first page "If you're holding this book, you're either an expectant dad or on your way in that direction and so far you're doing an awesome job! This book is designed to help you get from the stick turning blue to the delievery room and here's the first tip, for the next nine months you need to be thinking about WHAT YOU CAN DO FOR HER instead of WHAT'S HAPPENING TO HER."

I giggled and asked him why all his baby books are hilarious while mine are all terrifying pictures and creepy words. Maybe I'll write the first chick pregnancy book that is more about the awesomeness and less about the hormornes. Unless of course that's already been attempted and the hormones can't be over-looked. (That's a scary thought.) But maybe I'm just optimistic enough to over-look them.

Jotting down a few titles and then jumping back in the car I told Josh that I was completely comfortable with any degree of involvement he wanted when we experience all that in few years. He told me when we got engaged that there was "No way I'm cutting that rope attached to you and the kid" so I already knew some of this creeped him out as much as me. Again, the planning on a bowling ball-sized baby coming out of petite me is a tad mind blowing. I figure Mom will help a lot with that part having given birth to three kids and being knowledgeable in the trade of babies. I mean I know about taking care of them from years of babysitting and daycare work but the rest of it is new news. What else are mom's for if not to help us (their own kids) learn how to handle new stages in life including the birth of their grandkids? It's like she said to me the other day, "It's a lifetime commitment". All the more reason to talk about "it" (reproducing the species) way before you hit the stage of actually building a crib.

Driving home in my car after dropping Josh off to pick his up, my iPod shuffled to our song, the one Josh picked that we danced to first at the wedding, "Little Moments" by Brad Paisley. You know, the man is a lyrical genius. It's completely true that life is all put together by little moments and celebrated in the big. If you stop and think, our lives are made up mostly by the everyday conversations, meal times, chores and activities. Things like killing time in a bookstore. It's exciting to think about the future in my opinion with the babies and vacations and everday life, but I'm also completely happy with the present: family, pets, school and work. I have one more year of wonderful school and did I tell you that Josh is going back to school? He wants to be a mechanic and is going to start in September. He'll be done and certified around the same time I am. Then we'll maybe buy the baby books of the titles we wrote down today... :)