I totally have baby fever. It seems like everyone around me is getting all preggers and such, and though my logical mind says "YOU AREN'T READY FOR A BABY YOU TRAVEL FOR WORK AND ROB IS IN SCHOOL," the estrogenical mind says "Oh, look at THOSE CHEEKS." Not fair.
It doesn't help that I have a [somewhat unfounded] fear of being infertile. As a result my planning mind says "Maybe you should just *try* to get pregnant, just to make sure you can," which of course makes no sense.
For now I guess I'll just visit the homes of people with lots of babies (best birth control ever. Srsly, The Mrs., I admire you SO MUCH) and value my sleep.
FIN.
