At thirty-five some things still terrify me.  Topping that list is pregnancy.  I know all you mothers out there will tell me how hard, wonderful, and rewarding having children is, but in my world it is still something of nightmares.  This photo represents the personal conflict of reaching an age where I need to decide whether or not I want to have children.

In this photo, I am horrified to wake and realize that I have become very pregnant over night.  Owing to the fact, that I packed on a few holiday pounds, and since I was a child I have had the ability to puff out my stomach, it’s pretty easy to do a pregger’s belly.  The ultimate disclaimer being: in real life, I am NOT actually pregnant.