Recently some of my friends have announced their pregnancies and after the "Congrats for them" type thoughts, I started to think about how much trouble I would be in if I were pregnant. And then it dawned on me: I would be in absolutely no trouble if I got pregnant. It would not be a family scandal, no one would whisper behind my back about me not being able to keep my legs together, and some folks would even celebrate the news.
Yes folks, it only took 8 months of marriage for this thought to finally sink in: Holy crap, I'm a married adult! And can reproduce without the fear of being banished to a boarding school for nine months so neighbors don't see me all preg-o.
Now excuse me, I'm going celebrate my newly found adulthood with an ice cream sandwich, and I don't care if it's too late at night to eat one. No one can stop me! Hell, I might even jump on the bed while I'm eating it.
Being an adult rocks!