Last night was a bit spooky. It is was night like any other... dinner, primarily girls - same old, same old, right.
The difference was that there was a relatively new little baby there. She was a day shy of being two months old. I have only known the mother as a pregnant woman, so finally the little girl arrived.
I don't know if it was being surrounded by massive quantities of estrogen plus my raging, seriously raging PMS, but I was totally enamored by that little girl. And for the very first time ever, I found myself... I found myself... *gulp* I found myself wanting one for a few fleeting moments.
Maybe I do have a biological clock of sorts after all. It was truly bizarre. I was entranced by that little twelve pound bundle and even had to go torture her once she awoke. Table full of women and I was the only one who was magnetized toward her. Yikes! What is happening to me?! Hopefully it was simply the perfect storm conditions of too many hormones. No matter what, it certainly scared the hell out me!