Raining Babies

I’ve hit my personal baby boom. My sister had a baby last Tuesday, my best friend from high school is pregnant, my former boss, my friends in the Bay Area, everyone. (Please note the photos: Darwin and Tillie)
For the moment, I’m perfectly happy to snuggle in milky baby necks and hand them back when they need to be changed.
However, it does raise these maternal instincts, sense of not being part of a club,
and anxiety over time passing so quickly through my fingers. Essentially mortality and basic human instincts are staring me in the face.