A Blessing Unimaginable

It was sort of funny at first. When I would hear from former classmates that they were getting married. And later on, I would see a precious baby bump.

And then another friend would announce that the stork was visiting them as well.

And then another.

And then a few more after that...

Until I noticed on almost every facebook status, there was a wedding photo or a photo of the new bundle of joy.

I mean, its even gotten so creepy, so close to home that I completely stopped having sex. I said to myself,"I dare a spermazoa to look at me half-way wrong."

And that got boring. Embarrassingly quickly boring. I mean, I am only human. I have basic needs. Food. Shelter. Water. And unfortunately sex.

But I still have my eye on a pretty purity ring. I would feel so great if I could AT LEAST make it to my 25th birthday without a 'bun in the oven'...or on my dinner plate. The thought actually makes me nauseous.

Not 'morning sickness' type nauseous...just gives me the heebiejeebies.

Ugh. With that said, children are definitely a blessing. Just not one that I am going to add to my prayer queue anytime soon.

Still trying to grow up myself...

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