I have a theory that if a woman has not had a child by the time she is 30 she simply goes insane. The process is one that probably begins in the late teens, and each year that she goes childless, she teeters closer and closer to the brink, until at around thirty she simply falls off the cliff and loses the ability to process reality. Women’s bodies (and minds) are complicated machines, optimized for one purpose: to make babies. So what happens when all that powerful machinery is denied its one true function? Chaos. I think men of the past used to keep women barefoot and pregnant not to enslave them, but to prevent a slow-motion detonation that destroys everything that surrounds it.
Yeah, pretty much. Doesn’t really end until menopause either; as the last chance approaches she faces the option of now or never for one more.
And likewise men are built to impregnate. Marry early, or be distracted into other outlets. And they’re not gonna stop wanting to until the brain shuts it off around age 65.
I know a woman who is still single and her biological clock is ticking so she decided to go for artificial insemination to have her own baby, which she is referring to as *MY* baby.
How sad that she cannot say *our* baby.
The woman is a professing Christian.
I simply cannot bring myself to pray for success in her endeavor although there are several friends of hers (also professing Christians) who are so excited about it.
You are correct.