Getting into your late twenties makes you phantasize about parenthood if you’re not a parent already. It comes quickly.
You just think what kind of father or mother you’d be. What kind of responsibilities you have to take over within an instant. How your baby would look like. What kind of life your papy would be facing.
One thought just leads to the other. And somethow your getting used to that thought.
And how cruel is it if you’re falling out of the blue right back into reality: