Lately, it seems like someone's announcing they're pregnant or they're having a baby just about every waking minute. I suppose I am about that age. I get sooooooo extremely happy and giddy knowing that a new little one is on the way or was just brought into the world. In fact, I get a little jealous. I love to babysit, and hold them in my arms, and let them curl up on my shoulder, and touch their little soft heads. But tell me:
How does a married woman in her mid/late twenties possibly keep the decision to have a child of her own a rational decision with all the adorableness (and peer pressure) going on right now!!??
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