So not ready...

to be a mother.

goodness gracious.

I can't even take care of teenagers without things going horribly wrong. No one trust me to have infants.

I take one Sunday nap and wake up to find the 14 year old I'm staying with has taken three pain killers. Wonderful.

Obviously caregiving is my specialty....

pathetic sobs.

I'm not usually one for being a female cliche, and it's only recently that emotional things have a huge impact on me.
But if for any reason you want your heart to be ripped out of your chest and replaced with a permanent, gaping, throbbing hole of painful emptiness...

watch this movie