All my friends are having babies. All of them, even the dudes. Well, not really, but their wives, girlfriends, partners etc. Whatever you label the people who are my friends, they are all having babies. Some are on their 2nd or 3rd. But, wait. Weren’t we all just binge drinking and having 3am street meat together? Weren’t we dancing our faces off to the sounds of Justin Timberlake and Usher in some fancy-yet-kinda-gross club, clothed in barely there body-con dresses even though it was the dead of winter? The answer is no. No we weren’t just doi[...]
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