I think I missed something

In the last month or so 3 of my friends have wed, 2 are now engaged, 1's just had a baby and 2 have fallen pregnant. ( which is horse crap, no falling is involved. alcohol may impede your balance but it sure doesn't render you unable to tell the difference between sex and falling - although both can give you carpet burns, the similarities end there ) I'm gonna go ahead and assume the latter will result in 2 more (completely wanted) weddings. Which could all be because normal, provided I wasn't 22...but I am. So what the hell is going on? I pick shoes and hardware over babies and weddings. Now because I'm also female I automatically assume I must be flawed. And then, 30 seconds pass and I stop thinking about that strange looking piece of popcorn and decide that it's not me who's flawed. It's the married/engaged/knocked up people. I have dogs and a sad looking emaciated potplant. Every so often I remember the pot plant exists ( mainly because it can't whine) and I water it. This is really hard work for me to remember because it's somewhat out of sight. I am pleased to report said plant now has one tiny orange flower. Score 1 for my nurturing side. I realise not everyone is quite so absent minded as I am but I also know you can't just water a baby and expect it to grow. Well, you can but that doesn't mean it'll happen. So I asked the question I'd been wondering all along - "For the love of all things that smell good...WHY?" A tiny part of me died when I got the answer - "when you know, you just know"................................................................................................................................................WTF.
When you know what? That clearly you are retarded and the 12 years we spent together at school was a complete waste of your I'm-just-gonna-break-a-world-record-for-fastest-kid-popping-out time and that the noise I heard earlier was not someone's tyre bursting it was in fact, your last two brain cells colliding. Yes, this part I have realised. So thank you.