Don't drink the water!

It always seems to come in waves. I don’t understand. Maybe it is something in the water… maybe it was an exceptionally cold winter. Again, I just don’t know… but whatever the cause, at least half a dozen friends are pregnant. What?!? So much for frivolous evenings of impromptu trips out. I already had to deal with the consultation of husbands… Now, no phone conversation will be complete without the obligatory “Let mommy talk, no put that down, I said put it down! Hey, I’m going to have to talk to you later, Junior is trying to light the dogs tail on fire.” Or, “Oh my God! Junior did the absolutely cutest thing today- he picked his own nose! You should have been here! Don’t worry though; I took about 57 shots of it. I’ll email them to you later”.

Please don’t get me wrong. It’s not that I don’t like children. I really do (less the little rat that kicked the back of my chair the entire way back from NY). Children like me. It’s a happy thing. It’s happier when you’re done playing with the little tykes, give them back to their mama and papa and go grab some cocktails with your friends. Now these friends are going to have SUVs full of the most important things that Junior just can’t go anywhere without (all 1000 of them). As an occupied baby is a silent baby... the more distractions the better. I get it. But wouldn’t a dog be more fun?

Britney Spears is stealing the prego-thunder anyway…

It just seems at times the world is growing up around me while I watch.