I think I have a touch of baby fever. I've never had the urge to procreate and everybody I've spoken to has said that if I ever want a child that I'll definitely know it when the feeling hits.
I was at the school the other day and while watching a row of kindergarteners go by, the thought "wow, I WANT one of those!" smacked me upside the head. I sat there and got a little teary eyed and thought about how nice it would be to have a baby.
Why else would I be accumulating all sorts of baby related links in my favorites? Like these shirts and these socks.
And I've spent more time than usual peeking at the little bean. (Good grief. Just tell me that that kid isn't cute enough to eat!)
Maybe this is a side effect to turning 30? Maybe I'm worried that if I don't do this that I'll regret it later? I dunno. I'm gonna sit on the idea for a few months and revisit it in the near future.