"That's probably a good idea," she agreed, resting her head on his shoulder.
"It's not that I'm not happy-I've always wanted kids, you know that," she said. "I just...I'm not even 26 yet, and I have no idea what I'm doing with my own life, I'm still in school, for god's sake. How am I supposed to grow a tiny human and then care for them? What if I fuck it up? What if they grow up maladjusted and wind up in prison, or something?" She rested her hand on her still flat abdomen, her fingers curling and uncurling almost unconsciously. "And I mean-I know I have you, that's the only reason I'm not curled up on the couch, staring at the wall and zoning out. But it's...it's definitely going to take some getting used to the idea. But back to what you originally asked: no. No, I'm not upset. Just kind of in shock."