Greetings, oh readers of Edrei's blog! I come in peace. Well, I come to you in a rather tired and worn out state but that's besides the point.

While Edrei has gone off to Mackay for a well deserved holiday, I'm taking over the reins for a while and keeping all of you entertained. As per usual, I'm sure Edrei will check up on his blog to make sure I've: a) posted something and b) make sure I don't completely kill off his blog readership. Oh well, he'll be dropping by so definitely keep a look out for him.

As for me, I'm exhausted. Recently I've had some distant family members come over to stay, bringing along a 4 year old boy and a 2 month old baby. As I blog, the baby has been crying for about 30 minutes, the 4 year old has been entertained by early morning ABC Kids cartoons and I've been scratched on the face, neck and arms by the 2 month old and been given bruises and Chinese burns by the 4 year old.

All these happenings around my place just makes me wonder, will all babies and kids turn out this way? Or rather will my kids be like that? I can only imagine being pregnant for 9 months, feeling like I'm a fat whale and then giving birth to this thing that cries for food, cries when its nappy needs changing and just cries and cries and cries. Is it something that I want? Is the cute angelic smile on its face really be worth the pain I go through? Baby years are one thing but when the teenage years hit, boy oh boy I can only imagine what some families go through.

And for that, I really respect my parents bringing me and my brother up all these years. Admittedly, my brother and I are relatively obedient and passive kids (or so I like to think) but having to go through all those months taking care of me while I had the worst case of colic, I just see my parents in a new light. I'm exhausted from just carrying the baby occasionally to try and get him to burp and from getting awakened at 7am by shouting from the 4 year old. I'm beginning to wonder if I'm cut out to have kids in the future.

Albeit I'm only 22 years old, but you know a girl has to think about these things at some point in life and why not think about it when I'm young and single. I suppose I've come to a phase in life where I'm thinking about a lot of things, mainly where my life is heading and what the future holds for me. There is only so much a girl can plan, whether or not it comes to pass, really is out of my hands.