Baby Talk

Last weekend I went to see my friend, Angie, who now lives in Houston. She is preggers (a cute way to say pregnant). She is a tee-niny thing, she weighs about a buck. She is early, early and sick, sick. Nauseated. She was such a champ though--she really fought thru it to show me a good time despite her quese-fest. I now have 4 close friends who are expecting. I keep thinking, "Am I at that age already?" Ripe ol' age of 25. Prime baby making age apparently. The question just rolls off of people's tongues, "When are you going to start trying??" What if I already am? Man, you really have to open yourself up publically when you want to start a family (Which we are not currently, thank you). However, I do often feel like mothers-who-could-be have a certain celebrity-esque quality about them...everyone and their dog is the paparazzi hounding you, (No, not you mom or Pam) not really even people you know, just the general public. Then, the child comes and your 15 minutes, or ahem, 9 months of fame is up. Lucky for everyone in my life, I love attention. It's just so weird to think of myself as a mother and to think of Brent as a daddy. Could we really pull it off? The play groups, the mom car, the nursery at church, the germs--it's all so foreign to me, I fear I will have a culture shock! Anyway, since all of my friends seem to be ready to make the jump, it does make me think about it more. I am having fun watching and learning from them. Just when I am on the brink of thinking it would be kinda cool, I see their faces turn green and I think twice. I guess I'll live vicariously for a while longer.