It has finally happened. I’ve hit that inevitable age, where despite all logic, the biological clock has gone from a lingering whisper to an audible scream. Although I will not be putting any buns in my oven any time soon, I have become acutely aware of just how many times in a day I am bombarded with all things baby. I recently conducted a formal study to see if it was just me, seeing babies everywhere because it is on my mind, or if the media really was trying to shove them down my throat, figuratively, of course. Continue reading →