Wistful dreaming of the future.

I love this song. I have loved this song for as long as I can remember knowing it. Equally as long, I have dreamed of the day when I will sing it to my children.

It's in my head now. And I'm thinking about children. I was talking to Schoolmate Brenda yesterday during our meagre break about children. (Brenda just had an 'oops' baby girl nearly 20 years after her youngest son was born.) Brenda knows (it came up during her pregnancy) that I have pregnancy-a-phobia, and she knows that I can't have children (a quirk of fate that I think works out quite well), but she perpetually teases me about "the day I will change my mind."

But I digress. Yesterday in the hallway, Brenda was talking about my having kids. And I once again reminded her, "Brenda, I'm not having kids. I'm adopting kids." And with all of her you-need-to-have-a-baby enthusiasm she chirped, "You never know. Your partner may want to have a baby." And for all of my talk of being afraid of pregnant women (which Brenda teases me mercilessly about, and did so while she was bouyant with the alien growth), the thought made me smile. The smiling startled me.

Of course, then Brenda started talking about how I would like to rub my pregnant partner's belly and feel the baby kick, and I got all squicky again. Heh. Poor Brenda. She tries so hard. Kasey is cute, though, six months old. =)

( And I will sing this to you, my angels. )

It was 80s, so I had to.

Thanks, kitchenwitch.


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