Ages ago, when I was 15, I decided to become vegetarian. I also decided at that time that, when the time came for me to have a baby, I would have to start eating meat again. I know it’s possible to be healthy, pregnant, and vegetarian, but I must admit I’ve never found it particularly easy on my own, and I would never want to risk hurting the baby. Ergo, that was my conclusion.

When my fiance and I discussed it, he in formed me that, ideally, I ought to start eating meat again at least one year before we start even trying to get pregnant. This idea unnerved me somewhat (though it’s logical,) and I’ve danced around avoiding the issue for the past year.

Today I came to the conclusion that I need to stop procrastinating. The longer this waits, the longer everything else must wait. I kept telling myself I should make it some momentous occasion, but it doesn’t have to be. I don’t need to wait for a special day. So I told my fiance.

Wow, you should have seen his reaction! Was he ever happy to hear the news! It’s amazing. I mean, I didn’t expect him to be so happy about it, but I guess it’s a real, tangible step in the direction we’re going, and he feels how special it is, too.

Who needs a special date? I know that he’ll “celebrate” it with me, anyway.