Now it's just bizarre

This is becoming much too much. I've found two more mamas without even trying.

It's like I've stumbled onto the edge of the world and discovered an entire world next door, where droves of people I know are now living. If I creep to the edge and lie flat, I can peer into their part of the universe and see them playing with their babies under the trees with glowing dandelion fur floating around them in the breeze.

Along with that discovery has come the realization that my world and theirs are two separate bubbles, with me on the side where the childless women live. And the men.

I generally like men, but in this context they are no fun. Because if a man came to the edge of the world like I did, I don't think he would see the other universe. He would see something else, but at this moment I have no generosity of heart to imagine what a man might see. Because at this point I'm overcome with a desire to get away from the world that I share with men, and to cross that edge.