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?