But now, all of the sudden…I find myself pacing in front of the future nursery wondering what color we’re going to be painting. What theme we’ll go with, what he or she will look like, what name we’ll pick, etc etc etc.
I am beyond excited.
And it seems to be bringing on another type of emotion too. It’s making me look at how much Carter has grown up. And I’m starting to get a little sentimental. He’s going to be a big brother. My little man.
Carter - 18 months old
Hear that future girlfriends?! I’ll kick some nasty skank ass if you touch my special man (ahh…how I can bring a cute and tender moment back to reality)!