For my boo doorhingeteeth
It’s to the point where I just don’t fit in with a lot of our friends because they all have children. Yet here we are, childless and feeling left out. At least I know I do. They talk about what their kids have done and how cute they are, all the while reassuring me that ‘it will happen, just wait.’
I know they have the best intentions, but it’s just awful.
I think its absolutely adorable that before we BD, hubby says “you wanna make a baby?” He’s too sweet.
Couple Walking on 47th Street, 1957 (via)