Today at precisely 1:42 PM, my biological clock went HAYWIRE!!!!! Now I'm not one of those girls that ever really has cared about getting knocked up, out and down, but today I was walking through Burlington Coat Factory and saw this bedding. I knew it was a mistake to go through baby Depot to get to the elevator, and suddenly I felt it. My clock started to tick at that very moment, and my uterus jumped into action and from that moment on I only saw men today as potential fathers/husbands. Not to mention I cried, no literally cried at the set up nursery that had this decoration. Here i am at 26 crying at a nursery because this is exactly what i would want. Christ all might. I am totally screwed. Immediately I started to figure out how old I would be when my child graduated from high school, that's if I got preggers tomorrow. It takes me hours to pick out new clothes, it's taken 20 odd yrs to look for the right man but as of 1:42 pm I now am looking at all men in the wrong way.



I've always viewed my biological clock as a little friend, one that I can tell to go back to sleep when ever, but I've been having difficulty lately keeping that little prick asleep. I must try something new, like booze, maybe he's a boozer. Wish me luck.