Food is the Devil, Part 2

So I've changed my mind. I enjoy food way too much to cut back. I had ice cream last night at Bruster's (Arctic Chocolate Chunk...don't try it, it was bad), and I waited until all of 10:30 this morning to open the M&M's. I have zero willpower. But that's ok, food is too good for me to avoid.

So yesterday Nick and I talked about having a kid, and what it might be like to have one now. So I'm kind of freaking out. Not that we're going to have one now or even try to have one now, but I'm also thinking we might not wait the 5 years that was kind of in the back of our minds. I still think 3 years is our ideal time frame, but as much as it's been coming up in conversations lately, I'm not sure it will be that long either. And although it would definitely pose some financial questions for us, it would not really put us in an incredibly bad financial position. But as scary as all that is, what I'm really worried about is actually preparing to even try to get pregnant. All these websites have these long lists of what to eat and what not to eat...and take this vitamin, but not this! Eat fish, but not too much mercury! You can have caffeine but not too much! And no Excedrin (which for me, is like...no chocolate, because Excedrin saves my life). And no allergy medicine....ok so some of these I wouldn't technically have to stop taking until I was actually pregnant. But still, it's scary. I'm going to be a picky-eating, sinus-infectiony, headache for 9 months. How will that be a happy time for me? Or really Nick either, because I will not be pleasant to be around. Anyway, I'm jumping way ahead of myself (I haven't been married 6 months). But it's scary.

On the other hand, what if we do wait three years, and my student loans are paid off, and we have some extra income to work with, and our financial situation is more stable...and it takes years to get pregnant? I hate the people who have to "put all their ducks in a row." I think it's stupid and impossible to control your entire life. That coming from me, queen of the Type A personality, major control-freak. I don't even kids, and they're already driving me nuts.