Yesterday a friend of mine had a baby girl. A teeny tiny perfect little girl. I haven’t met her in person yet, but I spent a fair amount of time ogling the cell phone picture that was sent to me.

Michael asked me if I have baby fever. I don’t think I do…yet. But I’m definitely starting to think about it more and more. There are absolutely things that have to come first — mainly a job — but I have a general time line in my head of when I would like us to start trying.

The thing about life time lines is you really have to be on the same page as your partner. It’s like getting engaged. If one of you is ready and the other is not, well, no bling will be appearing out of a velvet box any time soon. I’ve been down that road. I remember it quite well. It’s pretty bumpy and has quite a few pot holes. I’d actually like to take a detour and avoid that road all together.

I’ve been very straight forward with Michael on the time line I’m thinking of and while he hasn’t ruled it out, I know he’s not ready for all the baby talk yet. Maybe in a few months, but not today. He’s very methodical and likes to think and plan things out as best he can before acting. He needs to enjoy just the two of us a little while longer. And that’s OK. I’m just hoping this doesn’t turn into pre-engagement part 2: me wanting something so badly that it consumes my thoughts and him not quite yet on the same page.

In the meantime, I hope my friend is aware I’ll be stealing her baby every chance I get.