In a previous blog post, I wrote about how having a baby changed my mind about abortion. The hardship of four years of unplanned parenthood made me change my former staunch pro-life position.
But in this post, I want to be even more explicit. It’s not just that I now support women’s right to choose as some sort of abstract ideology. I actually often regret having a child myself. Especially lately.
I recently posted on Facebook about four abused, neglected siblings who are up for adoption as a package deal. Who knows, maybe their parents were great and CPS just kidnapped them for no reason. But that’s beside the point. The point is there are basically zero happy, healthy, financially-prepared, functioning families out there willing to adopt four kids.