quiet morning up...

This is a ridiculous time to be awake (for me). But I am pretty excited about blogging, even though this has been around for a while and I JUST got on the bus.
...Another reason why I am most definitely not ready for kids. QUIET PEACEFUL MORNINGS to myself, on my own schedule.
Sleep is vital, for both of us. We both work hard and we stay pretty busy, so we are tired, all the time.
*I highly respect the friends that I have that do have children or are expecting*, but I go back and forth on whether or not it's really for me, or for us, for that matter.
I love my personal space, and I love my free time. We love to do whatever we want, when we want. I am also a person with little patience, as I get annoyed very easily...so no patience + a kid = Well you can only guess!! But we'll see. Erik doesn't particularly like kids, especially loud ones :) But he knows the Schmidt last name will die with him if he doesn't procreate, so there you go.

I may be nieve here, but it also annoys (haha) me that it seems that the second you have a kid, it consumes your life. No really, CONSUMES. I guess I have watched this manifest in different ways, but some people never take the time for themselves anymore, and you deserve to!! Some people NEVER get babysitters...why? Most friends and family are dying to take your kid for you, so go enjoy a date night for god's sake!! And yes, you CAN still go out with friends!!
It really bothers me when people say, "when I had my kid, my friends disappeared." Ahhhh, this goes BOTH WAYS. Enough said.

I do know a few people that keep it all pretty balanced: they are excellent parents, but they don't forget that their individuals to, as well as a couple. Nurture your kids, but nurture your relationship to.

Anyway, time for a shower before work. This certain post sounds a little....well you know what, I don't care what it sounds like. This is my soap box, and these are my feelings, so I'm not going to apologize or soften any of this around the edges. That's what a blog is for, being you.