Catastrophizing

This morning in the
midst of a small but
severe freak out

I felt absolutely positive
we would never ever,
ever, ever have children
of our very own.

My husband, whom
I had abruptly woken
from a very deep
sleep, tells me that

he is going to begin
videotaping my rants
so that years from now
he can say to our kids

would you like to see
your mother acting crazy?

and they will all yell,
Yes! and we will laugh
together over my
red-headed
over reactionary
lack of patience.