My Uterus is Empty. Thanks for Asking.

The last few days have been an avalanche of people reminding me that I don't have babies yet.  How helpful of all of them!   Because I had almost forgotten that I was still 27 and childless!!

My officemate asked me how I was doing today, and I said "meh."  She asked me what was wrong, and I said, "Oh, I am just really tired and blah.  I feel weird."  She immediately gasped and said "YOU'RE PREGNANT!!!"  I assured her I wasn't.  She was just being nice, because she knows I want a baby, but it was like she punched me in the stomach.

Facebook selected roughly 78,000 ads asking me if I was a mother or mother-to-be.  No, but thanks for asking.  No, I do not want to buy cloth diapers, adorable onesies, or receive coupons for organic baby food.  But again, thanks for asking.

I had the TV on in the background while I was grading papers and I happened to catch the episode of Kourtney and Khloe Take Miami (or whatever that show is called) where Kourtney Kardashian finds out she is pregnant and has to decide whether or not to keep the baby.  They showed the ultrasound.  I cried.

Someone was making fun of one of my friends on Facebook for eating his pasty with gravy AND ketchup and said he must be pregnant.  I seconded the notion.  So he replied by saying "speaking of babies, Veronica ..."

A friend of a friend recently found out she was pregnant and started a blog about her pregnancy.  I immediately chose a name for my future blog (but I obviously won't print it here, for fear that someone will steal it for their own fetus) and ALMOST actually registered for it.  For a baby that is NOT currently growing in my uterus.