I didn't quite understand the whole "my biological clock is ticking" thing until I turned 26 last month. I swear my ovaries are screaming at me. I have terrible cold feet, but I'm excited at the same time. It's like this surreal power took over me because I went from being happy and content childless to absolutely having to have a baby in a span of a few weeks. DH isn't quite there yet and we have no choice but to wait until he comes home in October, but I still can't calm down this new obsession.