Tick, tick, tick

Weird thing today. I've been thinking about life an all it holds for a 25 year old young lady. Well, on NPR this morning they were discussing the risks of getting breast cancer. One thing they noted was that women who have babies in the early twenties are at a significantly lower risk of getting breast cancer, especially if they breast feed. Now that's interesting, but it gives me pause because it sort of seems like you're being punished if you don't have kids in your mid-twenties....by whom, I don't know, but that's how it feels. Then one starts to think "should I have kids to reduce my risk?" but that (especially when put into writing) just seems silly. Mostly because I'm not at high risk for it anyway. That's no reason to have kids either. But now that we're talking about kids, they're terribly cute, and I love them (have for some time now). All of this combined got me thinking about my unconceived babies and I felt the very first pangs of my biological clock ticking! I know that sounds completely ridiculous for a 25 year old, but I come from a place where most of my high school cohorts are already married and on at least child 2...at 25! You start to feel like an old maid around 27 when you're not married, and you are an old maid at 30 if you're not...in my home town at least. I'm not saying I'm itching for it, but for some reason I feel a lot of pressure (mostly internal, I'm not gonna lie). I can wait though, I'm a patient girl and I definitely want to be sure it's right when it happens, but part of me also doesn't want to be 32 when it happens :-/ Whats a girl to do.