Babies R (for) Us, but not you....yet

There I was, surrounded by bibs, pacifiers, cribs, diapers, strollers, little dresses, and little shoes...my heart sunk.

I felt extremely out of place.

Women with "basketball bellies" and husbands toting closely behind were around every corner, down every aisle.

I felt like a fake.

I felt like a wannabe....

but I am.

My eyes began to well up.

My mom was somewhere close, I didn't want her to see me.

I couldn't help but imagine the thoughts running through her head being in this Costco of baby supplies.

I'm sure she was wondering when her only daughter would finally be shopping here for herself? for her baby-to-be?

27, divorced and forced to start over.

Yes, I know I am still young.

In my family though, I'm way past due.

There are a lot of pressures.

I'm used to getting the we-feel-sorry-for-you-looks now.

I chose to focus on my education and my career rather than marriage and having children.

I plan to do it all though. Some day.

My sister-in-law, AKA super wife & mother, said the sweetest thing to me this week though...

"You are gonna make a great wife and mother. People can see that as soon as they meet you."

I absolutely admire her.