Realizations about the Center of the Universe

Is it possible for one person to explode from lack of adult conversation, and only receiving stimulation in the form of children's programming?

I think that I have not had an adult conversation that does not end up back on the subject of children in over 3 years...seriously...from the first moment we began telling people we were trying to get pregnant, that is all people spoke of...then, when we were pregnant, it was all about pregnancy, and children...then, after Captain Chaos was born, it was all about children...in fact, I think it goes back further than that...I think it goes back to someone, at my wedding reception 6 years and 2 months ago, asking how long it would be before they heard an announcement about a baby...and it spiraled out of control from that point on.

Now, don't get me wrong, I love my children, and there is little I would do for them...however, that does NOT mean that I do not wish to still discuss other things like the weather, books, movies, music, food, sports, animals. Yet, somehow, walking through a store with 2 children in the cart, or in the stroller, or whatever, automatically pronounces to the world at large that I simply must not be able to talk about anything else without it somehow coming back to the children...

I have decided, in my own opinion, that it is no wonder that children think the world revolves around them...after all, we spend the first years of their lives focused on whether or not they are holding up their head, rolling, crawling, walking, talking, using eating utensils, throwing or kicking a ball, driving a race car, loving a baby doll, and learning how to hold a crayon or pencil...then they go off to school, and it is all about how quickly they can learn letters, reading, writing, math, and then onto learning about history and science...but it is all about their abilities...adults focus conversation and attention upon them at any given opportunity...so then, when they turn 7 or so, and can suddenly ride a bike, tie their shoes, dress themselves, mostly remember to wipe their mouths and noses on napkins or tissues rather than their hands, they can play independently, and in most cases, can pour themselves a bowl of cereal in the morning, we suddenly expect them to realize that there is a whole world that is not about them? OY! I suppose that is why therapists make such good livings...