When I was at BYU a few weeks ago they were talking about being the "old girls" on campus and how their time is running out... which is ridiculous and laughable...
But it got me thinking. That is something I have not felt yet.. ...old.
I got married when I was 19- which could be considered closer to illegal than just far too young in most people's minds.
And now I live in New York City. pregnant at age 22.
Let's just say there are by far more 40 year olds pregnant here than girls in their 20's.
I am a rare species on this side of the country.
My OB said on my first visit- "I just want you to know that you are not the youngest girl we have seen here" and I said, "But I am the youngest that got pregnant on purpose. Right?"
To which she replied, "Yes. By far."
I have felt myself at times get uncomfortable or embarrassed when I tell people I am married...
and then I have to announce that I am also 5 months pregnant.
And then I feel the need to say that I got married 2 1/2 years ago so they don't think I am married just because I am pregnant... although they would think that made much more sense than a 19 year old getting married and a 22 year old choosing to have kids...
And this is something I will deal with forever... The youngest parent at preschool and kindergarten and graduation etc. etc. etc.
And then I get to hear how young and crazy I am. (And it doesn't help that I look even younger)
But then I realize they are right. I am young. And I am crazy. I would not, could not argue with that.
I suppose I will be forever young.
And I am just happy and thankful that in my young and fragile state, so far my really crazy decisions have been really really good ones. For me.
Otherwise I would be young and crazy AND stupid.
Oh wait- Stupid happened this morning when I started wishing that I could start baby number 2 right now.
Stupid is fair game I suppose.