I've come to the conclusion that children have an underground network! Yes, you heard me right, an underground network. They are not out to rule the world, nor are they out to obtain the worlds supply of bubble gum. They are in fact out to make women in their mid-twenties contract baby fever! All at once every baby and small child available has put themselves in my path.

Yesterday was the worst it's been so far. Seriously, this little boy could have been in Bill Cosby's show, Kids Say the Darnedest Things. I had been playing around with Heather (my fiancé's daughter) and her cousin Jordan. She kept moving his hand so that he was putting his fingers in my face. So of course I knew it was my job to pretend to try and bite his fingers. Anyway, out of the blue he stops and looks me dead in the face and says, "You have little teeth, why haven't you gotten your big people teeth yet?" He was so serious it was cute.

Then moments later I look to the side and his little brother is comparing heights with another little boy and quite proudly states "I'm more bigger than you, see!" So yeah, I was pretty much done for at that point. It's like my biological clock had turned into a massive grandfather clock and instead of ticking it was bonging!

Part of me is happy that I'm feeling this way. But the other part of me is upset because I really don't want to be let down. And not to go into a huge amount of detail, I know my own problems that might make having a child hard, and Tony is not without his own share of issues. Combined I feel like my mother must have when her and dad got together and the doctor told them it would be a million to one chance they'd have children together. Obviously a couple of miracles happened for them, but not everyone can be so lucky.

I watch these shows like Jon & Kate plus 8 and some of the other shows about families that tried for years to have children and couldn't. The steps they finally took and the number of children they ended up with, so now I'm thinking about the number of children I could have, not just if I could! And is that something I want to risk just because I want to give birth?

Tony was adopted and he's always talked about that being an option for us. And especially now that he's watched a few of those shows with me, he talks even more about adoption. Poor man wants more children, but not several of them at once.

I just don't know. And I guess I shouldn't be fretting about it now. I should probably give myself time to be married first before I go planning new additions and worrying about how I'm going to get them.

But that network of undercover children really has been working overtime on my behalf. So I get it. Truce! You win! You can all go back to being unruly rotten little heathens. It was easier to deny wanting a herd of you when you weren't being so adorable.