What?

I found out last night, my cousin is pregnant with her second child. I'm calling here, that it will be a boy. That's how it happens in my family. You have a girl, then 4 years later, you have a boy. Her due date is expected to be her daughter's birthday. Nice timing.

My aunt had called us with the exciting news. After talking to her, I asked to speak with my uncle to ask him something. He pops on the phone and says this:

"Hey! That's pretty exciting news, huh? I guess in a few years, it'll be your turn!"

I paused.

WHAT?

All the people in my immediate family are either much older than me, or much younger. I got the shaft on the playmate end as a kid. I was an only child, and the only one under 18 when I was born. Now, I'm 22 and they're all in their 30's and 40's, 50's, and 60's or under 10. I didn't see his point.

"In a few years, you'll be up to have kids." He said, now feeling ackward (or so it sounded)./

"Um, I guess..." I started, then I did some math. In a few years, I will be the age that most of my cousins have been when they started having kids. "Oh, crap" I finished.

My uncle laughed heartily at that one.

Thank's for pissing in my cheerios Mother Nature!

(Just kidding. I don't believe in following anyone's timeline but my own)

It was just really strange how the timing of this news worked out. I wrote this big long entry yesterday about stuff I've been feeling, and finally, upon review, chickened out of posting it. Then this happens. WHOOPS.