Being 22-years old is strange to say the least. You reach the point in life when your house is still your parent's house and it begins feeling a little less inviting each day.
Birthday gifts from family members become a thing of the past (if that hasn't happened already).
But even more bizarre is the fact that your friends are now having kids.
Lately, my weekends have been consumed with what seems to be too many children. I am either babysitting my five year old cousin, hanging out with my mom's friend's kids or visiting my best friend's newborn daughter. My life has become utterly engrossed with tiny organisms babbling nonsense into my ear.
After pondering my time with these small beings, Sarah Kay's poem "If I should Have a Daughter..." popped into my head. Although I do not plan on having children anytime in the near future, I figured it would be enjoyable to write down an essential guide to life for my unborn daughter. So here it is my unborn grasshopper, here lie the vital key points I've learned in my twenty-two years of life.