So I spent a couple of hours with my best friend from high school last night. We had a falling out, my fault, in college and I hadn't seen her in three years. It was a very nice evening a lot like the old days, except now she's married and 6 1/2 months pregnant. Now this isn't odd by any means, being in my mid-twenties quite a few of my friends either have children or are in the process of having them.
Now, if I'm being honest I don't much like children. Babies in particular I am less than fond of. I don't hate them, I'm not a monster, but without any sort of attachment to the little boogers I just rather not be around them. But for some rea