i carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart )

i am never without it (anywhere i go you go,my dear)

i fear no fate (for you are my fate,my sweet)

i want no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)

and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant

and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows

(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)

and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)

- e.e. cummings

I love this poem. I think it's completely appropriate for someone to read to their child. Speaking of having kids, I think I'm going to be bad at it. I had a goldfish once and I could only keep it alive for like 3 days! Not to mention the time I decided the kittens we had were dirty and I practically drowned them trying to bathe them. I can't even bake a damn cake, how the hell am I going to remember how much baby Tylenol to give the kid?!

Also, I absolutely hate crying babies. Example: your at the store and some lady has her screaming kid in the cart and she does nothing to shut it up. I just want to walk over to her and punch her! Why in sweet Buddha's name would you let a kid cry and scream like that in public?! Even worse, when people bring babies into movie theaters! Come on people! I don't believe that just because you have kids you should never bring them out in public, nor does it mean you should stop having a life. But have a little consideration for the rest of us, please!

Something else that bothers me about this whole pregnancy/birthing/parenting process is the way other people react. Since when in this country did it become okay to come up to someone you don't know and touch them?! I am one of those pregnant women who is extremely protective of the bump and I hate it when someone I don't even know comes up to me and starts asking me all these questions. Do pregnant women have a look that makes people want to annoy them? I mean, do we look so blissfully happy that people can't wait to come up and burst our bubble? As if the stretchmarks, the hormonal fluctuations and the really weird cravings aren't enough...now random people come up to you and touch you with their hands that have been God only knows where. Great! I'm going to die of some weird disease you got from a toilet seat because you didn't wash your hands before you touched me and my unborn child. Seriously, don't touch pregnant women. I am not some circus animal in the petting zoo! We're already uncomfortable and our immunities are a lot lower than a normal person's, we can't even eat cold lunch meat apparently and all I want right now is a nice cold cut sandwich!

Only 4 more months to go until I can have one...and then it's "Subway, here I come!"