I got a message from my BFF yesterday via Facebook and when I checked her profile, I saw a lot of comments of well wishes and congratulations… She’s having a baby!

I can still remember the time during our grade school days when I would drop my notebooks to their apartment when she’s sick so she could copy the day’s lecture and get the assignments. And the parties we used to have as kids in the apartment that was just across the street from our house. Time seems to have flown by so quickly. Before we know it, we were choosing courses in college, getting engaged, going abroad, getting married… and now, having a baby.

The good news even got my hubby excited. As I was brushing my teeth at 11 this morning though, I thought, Are we ready for a baby? Sure, it’s nice to finally have an excuse for being fat and not hearing people tell you about your weight and that you should try Lipovox or some diet and exercise regimen, but are we ready to give up all the couple time, date nights and unlimited privacy?

I thought about my BFF and the chat we had one time when she talked enthusiastically about the joys of building a home with just the hubby (Me and You, Just Us Two drama, a la Carrie & Big), waking up late, sleeping all afternoon, ordering in when they don’t feel like cooking, going home late from date nights, etc. In about 9 months or less, they won’t be experiencing that kind of happiness again. It may never happen again until their retirement days. The same thing will happen to us when it’s time to have a kiddo… But looking on the brighter side, we would be experiencing a different kind of joy being parents, finally starting to become a family, graduating from being just “a couple.”

Well, I guess life, being a collection of experiences, only give us a taste of this and that, every now and then. Besides, if we lived the same way for our entire lifetimes, that would be, kind of, a bore, wouldn’t it?