is life really different?

Since the wedding day people ask me all the time what married life is like. I have to say that so far there are only a few things that are different from what they were before the wedding. There are a few obvious things like combined bank accounts, calling each other hubby and wifey, and we are a little more conscience of the decisions we make about everything.
Our conversations about having a family and where we should settle down to have a family have become more serious as well. I never understood until now how serious conversations like this really need to be and how much these decisions can change ones life. I said for a long time that I want kids and I want them now. And even now with one friend pregnant and another one is getting ready to start trying, I think to myself, "well how come I am not trying yet?"
I go through moments of being a tiny bit jealous and then moments of thinking "am I really ready to change my life so dramatically?" At this point I really dont know. I dont know if I am ready to interrupt our newlywed life. Is that ok to feel like that?
We have decided that a few things need to happen before kids come along, so it will be a while. We know that if God decides that we need a child sooner that He will provide us with one. But for now I will probably keep flip flopping with my feelings and I will provide as much love as I can for all my "kids" at school.

My Dads Song

Here are the lyrics to the song my dad had written for the father/daughter dance.

I cried the day that you were born, as I held you in my arms, for the first time.
I watched you grow through childhood woes, into this young mans, wife
(chorus)
I've seen you laugh, I've seen you cry, I've seen you fail, and I've seen you try.
I tried to keep you safe the best I could, But you're not my little girl, anymore

I gave you music, "Do you remember Kansas live?", I took you campin', and some fishin' we tried.
And we always had our favorite game, but"will you go play", just don't seem the same.
(chorus)

I held you back that year, you thought me a fool, be damn glad, you weren't home schooled.
I did my best to be your dad, I must be good, cause you didn't turn out half bad.

I've seen you laugh, and I've seen you cry.
To see you change, as the years go by.
One thing I know, I'll always be your dad, but you're not my little girl, anymore.
And this special note, for this young man, If you ever hurt his little girl, "On behalf of Steve's friends, I'm not afraid to go back to PRISON"