A Walking Contradiction

Today, I'm feeling pessimistically optimistic. I'm positive and feeling good, but don't want to get my hopes up. Still, I can't help it - which may or may not be a good sign, I'm waiting to see.

Cryptic, I know. I'd probably make more sense if I wrote in Sanskrit or Hieroglyphics, but then you'd know too much, and it's too soon to know. Not too soon for me to get my hopes up, but too soon to publically share the either good or bad news.

This could all make much more sense later or I'll try to act like nothing ever happened - either way, ignore everything I just said until I say more, then connect the two and you'll know what I'm talking about.

Here's a hint: no, we're not expecting another baby...