Earlier today, I checked my e-mail and found out that one of my college friends is pregnant. I have not heard from her for like, a year or two, so it was quite a surprise.
Her baby daddy is a 23-year old boy (she's 28, like me) they met when she acted in a play that he directed. I never knew that there was a performing artist-side of her the same way I never knew she'd get it on with the play's director. :P
A couple of weeks back, my younger brother and his wife welcomed their baby boy. A friend asked me what was it like becoming an aunt again. My reply: It felt like I just got kicked in the ovaries. My friend just LOL'd. I don't understand, I really felt like my ovaries shrunk a bit, is that weird?
My point? Babies ruin the lives of single people.
I kid, I kid (no pun intended). I love babies. I'd like to have seven someday. Or maybe a puppy.
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