When my mom was 27 she had me.

I am going to be 27 in 6 weeks and I am in no place to have a baby, nor do I have any plans to.

It litereally makes my head spin thinking about it.  Yet all these girls I went to school with, my closest friends are having real families.  Where there are more important things to think of then themselves.  It makes me feel almost shallow.  Almost.

But I know that there are so many things I want to do before I get anchored settle down.  If I want to be honest I think 25 was young to get married.  There are so many things in life to experience  and yes I realize having a family is one of them but once you have a baby there is someone infinitely more important than yourself in your life.  I’m not ready to give that up and the question remains, will I ever be?

I have a friend at work who messaged me on gchat about how she was naseous.  Joking, I asked if she was pregnant.  She said she peed on a stick and no she wasn’t.  We started talking and she was wondering if she would ever be ready to willingly give up her peaceful Saturday mornings of sleeping until whenever she felt like getting up, giving up exciting travel or just drinking whenever she damn well felt like it.

I think the answer is simple.  You are never actually ready.  But I think there comes a time where you realize that maybe you aren’t so important and if it happened you’d learn to deal.  Life throws us curveballs all the time.  We adjust.

Wait.  I’m not saying let’s get pregnant all willy nilly, but for most of us girls it starts with giving up the birth control and if it happens you’ll adjust.   Life is all about adjustments.