oh schnapp!!!

I am just sooooo shocked that someone, as small, immature, confused, scared, outgoing, selfish, consumed, and young as me could have a child!!! When I use those words they are purely in the context of me having a child. NOT a reflection of me, well who knows???

Anywho, I was on Facebook chatting to a lady I was in high school with, maybe to emphasise the point, a GIRL I was in high school with, and she has 2 kids. (twentea3 years old BTW) and she has 2 kids. Now these kids are chewable jelly jots, incredibly cute. Her HUSBAND is pretty good looking, and for an Indian fellow, I would profile him as a leading Bollywood actor. Now the big BUT is that she is only twentea3!!!

Am I just not mature enough? Or am I too selfish? My immediate needs are : boots, mac powder, mac eyeliner, mac eyeshadow, bags, my hair, a blackberry storm, a new laptop ummmmm....the list is endless. My needs would be: nappies, or are should I say diapers (is that how you spell it?), I can't even list the needs...schnap!

Lets leave it at that. BTW, schnap is my new fav word. I know ppl say snap, but schnap is cool. The fact that I have drifted from the discussion at hand to talk about my new fav word is my point exactly... What is the difference between me and my age mates that have kids and are married?

I am super chatty and hung over today, hence the mumble jumble in that paragraph above this one. I am hung over from partying last night and here we are, back to my point...Could I be telling baby Sam to shush, the milk is coming, its just heating up, shhhh, to stop crying, as hung over as I am? Am I ready to give up these nights of dancing till 5am, shooting jagerbombs and feeling young, full of life and energy and being babyless??? BTW, Sam is not the name I would give my baby, no offense.

So my bf is buying me a ticket to go see him all the way in Capetown. Ok, we wouldn't call that all the way, but we are fresh out of uni and him buying me a ticket to another town in the same country makes it feel like its ALL the way in Capetown. I mean we have never been seperated for this long, and him saying he misses me soooo much, as broke as he is - coz he is a model in between jobs- and is buying me a ticket, takes our relationship to another level. Now, if this is what I am getting excited about, try adding some babies to the situation.

Disclaimer: I do love babies, I am proud of baby mamas, even at my age, but I just can't picture being you. So this is not an attempt to put you in a corner and point manicured fingers at you, but is simply an expression of how people are so uniquely different and your species, in particular, happens to be so alien to me.

Further note: anyone sexually active could become a baby mama, including me, if things slip or tear during the activity and that morning after pill just doesn't believe I should pursue my career so aggressively anymore. This topic though, is focusing on the under twenteasixes that actually are ready to have baby and a babydaddy/hubby and consciously choose that path.

All I can say is that if I were to fall preg today, my first words would be, oh shnapp!