In my dreams babies loom large and hover over everything I do; when I walk into stores and I hear babies screaming their heads off, my body recoils. I ask all my friends if they knew they wanted babies and they say Yes. But what are they going to say now that they have them, No? When I hold my friend Sam’s daughter I whisper to her, “when I have a daughter I want her to be just like you.”
And I realize that this might come down to something that’s much more about my career-driven self than anything else: competition. All you have to do is tell me something might not be possible and then I want it. More.
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