I have been trying to think of a good idea for literally the entire day and I couldn’t think of one. Then, of course, right when I stepped into the shower I thought of the most amazing idea ever. I was thinking about how awesome it would be to type about it and how I would word everything exactly right so that everything I said was funny. Then I forgot it. Then I thought of another, slightly less amazing idea and I came here to type about it. But as I was typing this introduction, I forgot it.
No.
I remember it now.
I. Love. Babies. Ever since I was ten years old and I held my baby sister, Elly, for the first time, I knew that I wanted to have a baby. My dilemma for the four years was the fact that I was physically incapable of having babies.
Then when god bestowed that wonderful gift upon me, I was given the responsibility of keeping myself not pregnant; no matter how much I wanted to have a baby. I got very very paranoid after a while, even though I obviously had nothing to worry about.
Then I realized what my life would be like in twenty years if I had a baby the way I wanted to. It wasn’t pretty.
NO! Ladies, don’t let your kids turn out like me.
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