As of today, I’ve reached sixteen weeks. Mini-Me is over 11cm long (not counting his/her legs), and I could begin to feel movement any time from now on. The ondansetron is working; I am now eating a small selection of vegetables and meat, and today I was able to do some minor household chores including a load of washing that included some of these items:
Of course, now I’m exhausted and I need to lie down.
Do you, dear reader, plan to have children (assuming you don’t have kids already)? Why/why not?
I don’t think having children is a particularly rational thing to do. Theoretically, it means someone will look after you when you’re old – but that’s hardly guaranteed. You’d be better off saving your money and hiring a nurse.
Biology has a lot to answer for (and not just for “surprise” babies). The reason I want to have kids is because there’s a space in my heart for the love of a mother, and I can’t resist the urge to fill it (regardless of the cost). Also, as I’ve mentioned before, it gives my life a sacrificial focus that I crave. Raising children is one of life’s greatest, hardest, and most epic adventures.