Are These Things On?


Yes, you, ovaries. Ok, well maybe it is not them exactly. Perhaps it is more just me. I am approaching the ripe old age of mind your own damn business, and babies (Lord, how about baby first) are not on the horizon. I mean I love kids do not get me wrong, but me having one is another story. I spoil the crap out of my nieces, nephews, and little cousins, but then I get to give them back. The family likes to remind me that I am 1. Not married and 2. Not pregnant. At this point they really do not care about the order. I chose this awkward path of having a career. I also decided to be smart and not get married and start a family too young. I wanted to enjoy life sans really being that kind of an adult. When I try to explain that I am a selfish person being that I like to sleep in, pack a bag and get out of Dodge for the weekend, and not have to worry about anyone if I have to work late. Then there is this man whom I love dearly, but they still are not crying to have children. Is there something wrong with me? I am happy that this, supposed, time clock is not blaring right now. Will it literally just go off one day and I will want to procreate now ZOMG hurry? I do not want to be walking down the street and start humping some poor man's leg. I would want it to be somewhat romantic; like pulling my hair at least. I mean I just heard that when you meet "the one" you get this desire to create something together. While I have very strong feelings that he is the one, I do not have strong feelings about pooping out his baby. So are they not on, or is there something wrong with me?