Saturday, April 23, 2011

Babies, babies, babies: the baby boom of my generation

Everyone and their dogs are having babies right now.  I'm sure it's just the age that I'm at, (gruesomely close to 35) but it seems like everyone I know and love are spitting out mini replicas of their combined DNA.  In a 2 year span, we counted about 15 babies and there are more to come.

Then there the chosen handful of those of us not spurting forth from our wombs.  The BARREN.

Okay, okay.  We're not barren.  Necessarily.  I mean, nothing's confirmed.  But the possibilities are endless.

When you're watching all your peers with their precious little bundles of drool and boogers or you're seeing your friends about ready to burst, it's a little disconcerting knowing it's not you.

I am thrilled to spend time with my friends and their babies.  I love to steal the little imps from the warmth of their parent's arms so I can kiss and snuggle and zerburt their cheeks.  I love to talk about babies, plan about babies, hear stories about babies.  However, it all just makes one thing abundantly clear:

I NEED A BABY.

Now, the world will not end if I don't have one.  I will still have the love of The Guy and the dog.  That's pretty cool.  Also, I'm pretty sure if I don't get babies, I will get more dogs!  How can this be a bad thing?

Our chances of procreation are along the lines of the "It's Complicated" option on  Facebook.  It will be an interesting and bizarre journey (a word I hate unless it's talking about the awesome 80s band, but I am lacking for an alternative) which may or may not end up with a rug rat or two.

In the meantime, I will play with other people's babies and secretly judge their parenting skills.

Okay, maybe not so secretly.

2 comments:

  1. I actually have a post that has yet to be posted along the same lines as this. My life is complete without a baby, but it just seems weird that we don't have one yet, after almost 3 years. It bothers me, but obviously not enough to actually go and see a doctor about it or anything. I would be fine with more dogs, but first, I need a house and a yard.

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  2. So, you're saying that you were secretly judging me the whole time you played with my kids? And you didn't even tell me so I could laugh about how human I am and then mock you when you do the same things later on? Just for that I may send you my kids for a week or so.

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