When my husband and I became pregnant with our 10 year old, he ran into an old friend picking up Gatorade at the store for his fiancee with morning sickness. I thought if was sweet until she aborted to avoid “ruining” their wedding a few months away. Our daughter is 10; their child never had a chance.
As if children aren't the reason for marriage . . . but just some accident to foul up adult beverage parties or tools to make adults feel fulfilled.
Before the holiness of marriage was utterly destroyed by the state to please the gay, lesbian and gender confused crowd, it was cheapened by the easy divorce crowd who discarded spouses because they didn't meet my emotional needs anymore. Selfish bastards.