I am 25, and have been married (very happily) for four years.
Today, I changed statuses. Two (2) of my dearest friends asked me when we were going to have a baby.
There have been other signs. My brother didn’t check his email, and when informed by my parents that he needed to talk to his sister because she had *news*… he thought it was me. The kids in my Sunday School class keep bugging me to have kids. It’s unanimous. The rest of the world has decided we should procreate.
I guess I should be glad for the four year hiatus. But it’s kind of weird.
My Truant Pen 