Yesterday on the bus there was this gorgeous little baby. Her mum was playing with her and she was laughing her head off in that kind of gurgling way babies have. She was absolutely adorable, and I was thinking, "Awww!"
I love kids generally, and I'm always peering into prams and having a cuddle if it's the child of someone I know. I think they're so beautiful. But I definitely don't want one now. So if I get maternal feelings, they're like, "Awww, I want one! (In 15 years time!)"
I want to graduate, get a good job and a place of my own, do "young stuff" for a few years, then meet someone, get married, enjoy being married and socialising with other couples and going on nice holidays for a few years, then when I'm in my thirties, start thinking about having children of my own.