Baby Kaboom!

The title may imply that Billy Mayes will be plugging a new spray-bottle product for cleaning babies, and that would be a pretty good invention because it may only take a quarter of an inch of water to drown, but a light mist will never hurt anyone. My topic today is simply that it seems everyone around me is having babies. I love kids, and I want kids, but I can wait a while. The strange thing is that so many people are pregnant and having babies (esoderica for Clint: people are dropping babies like Dale Earnhardt dropping babies) that I feel like the kid without Nikes and Guess jeans. I have never been one to let what others are doing influence me, but there is a part of me as a social creature who feels like I am doing something wrong (I know what you are all thinking, and I can assure you that I am doing everything right in that department) and need to get with the program. I don't want to give the impression that I'm dying for a baby, I just feel weird that babies seem to be popping up everywhere like mushrooms. Maybe it's because I just keep getting caught up in pregnant talk and baby talk and have nothing to add to the conversation; I don't like to be left out of a conversation and people who have kids look at disdain at those who make baby or pregnant jokes but have no children, or even a fetus. So I always end up asking the typical pregnant questions that they have been answering for months. It's not about having a child, it's like getting your driver's license or hitting twenty-one. I'm just not there yet. I get it. You don't want to talk to me anymore. That's why I feel alienated. I guess there's only one solution: Shut the hell up about your kids!