It’s that time of year again.
Motherhood has blossomed.
I watch as the girls I once knew
Thier stomachs and smiles widening.
I watch them embrace their femininity.
Finding purpose in the form of a pregnancy test.
I do not judge them.
In a way I envy them.
Starting a family so early is a blessing.
But when they ask me when Im going to start trying
I shrug unkowingly.
My anxiety gets the best of me.
How do I know Im ready?