I have a thirty minute commute one way.  On this commute my mind tends to wander.  Today it wandered to my child getting married.  Since we have only been married 7 months the memory is still fresh in my mind.  I was listening to music and thinking hmm...if we have a boy, I wonder what song we would dance to at his wedding.  Things escalated from there.

The thought of this baby inside of me getting married made me panic.  The thought of this kiddo loving someone more than me sent me into a near depression.  I mean, let's be honest.  Let's take a look at my record.  For anyone who knows me, knows I am extremely territorial.  Take Murphy and Maino for example.  When women walk into the studio that are unfamiliar to me, and have unkown intentions, I am immediately on high alert.  This has taken quite a few years to get under control...to get manageable.  Their is nothing that angers me more than to hear other women say, oh yeah, let me go on the show with them.  It would be the easiest job in the world.  Women, you have no idea.

So anyway, let's put things into perspective.  These men are my coworkers.  How am I going to let my baby fall in love?  How am I going to be ok when he is a teenager screaming he hates me, or thinking I am the most annoying thing in the world, and then some little 16 year old hussy comes in and he is the all of a sudden the most polite, considerate gentleman?  I will find anything wrong with this girl that I can.  I can just imagine it now...Michael-did you see how tight her jeans are- that is unacceptable.  Michael, she is a vegan!!!!  We can not have a vegan in our family!

Once again, thank goodness, Michael balances me out.  Michael loves everyone.  Michael is going to have to be overly nice to make up for me.

I have no idea why I act this way.  It makes no sense.  I have been blessed with amazing in-laws.  My parents are just as great as well.  So thank goodness I am aware of this issue, and now have 18 years to get it together.  I am not making any promises.