Tick...Tick...Tick...

...I think my biological clock is ticking. Does anyone know how to make it stop?

Here I am on the cusp of submitting applications for one of the biggest decisions of my life. Business school will take up 2 years of my life, and after spending hundreds of thousands of dollars and forsaking 2 years of salary, I know that I'll be headed back to the corporate world when I have my degree in hand. We all know that Type A B-schoolers like me are concerned with ROI.

So where do kids fit into this whole equation? (Being an engineer, it should be obvious to all of you that I like equations. In fact, I think that I'm going to start planning my days with algorithms.)

But seriously, I've recently found myself ooohing and aaaahing over kids everywhere. A couple of weeks ago, before the wintry blast of Chicago hit, I was sitting in Millenium Park with Law McGraw when a little girl came over and sat with us. She was the cutest thing ever. (I think that her father may have been hitting on this woman that was sitting near us, but we never actually confirmed what was going on.) This little girl sat with us for a couple of minutes, bounded away, and then returned with a stuffed Gonzo doll. She was so content to just sit with two strangers. Then, we saw another little boy in a button down shirt and khakis. He was so preppy, but so cute at the same time. I seriously started wondering and imagining what my future kids would be like and how much fun it would be to take them to the park on a Sunday afternoon. Now with Halloween looming around the corner, I've started to think about the potential costumes that I'm going to be making for them.

But when is all of this going to actually happen? Am I actually going to be able to put my professional life on hold to have bundles of joy? I guess that I can honestly say that I don't know right now. And maybe I won't know until I'm confronted with that situation.