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Then there's the next case. My wife and I were smart and responsible, and she didn't get prgenant until we were damned good and ready to have a baby. She stopped taking the pill, and eight weeks later her period was late.
People tend to talk about the extremes when it comes to making babies. There are times when it works out exactly the way you want it to.
What gets my goat is that, at least in America, in order to adopt a baby when you can't have one of your own you have to go through all kinds of legal wrangling and attend (and pass) parenting classes and get interviewed by parades of social workers and then maybe a couple of years later you can adopt a toddler. The people who can do it naturally get a free pass with a much more dependent lifeform as a result.
I think about some of the people who attended childbirth classes with us and shudder at the thought that they currently have infants in their care.
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