Biological Clock

Being a twenty-something (three) year old woman I feel the pressure to reproduce. As some like to say my biological clock. However I don't personally like the term, it implies a finite amount of time to in which I can have children. There maybe a "ideal time period" for me to have a child however I don't need to give birth to them for one to be my baby. Regardless of that my socially ingrained biological clock is ticking. Maybe it's that one of my older brothers is finally having a kid, maybe its that my best friend and her husband are having a son, and maybe it is merely that I've thought it through and done the math.

If I meet someone tomorrow it is three months before we're exclusive, a year more before he proposes, nine more months before we actually tie the knot that puts it at two years out. If we wait a year or two before we start trying that puts me in my late twenties before I start having kids and this is all contingent on me meeting someone tomorrow. Since I work all day tomorrow, that's very unlikely. So here I sit at least four years away from having kids, but that's the problem with being single and not looking to change that. I guess the upside to all this is that I'm not in a dead end relationship were I have to figure out a way to drive him away so he can dump me and feel that he dodged a bullet and not the other way around.