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Not because my body is somehow unsuited to it. On the contrary, I’m as healthy as a horse, God forbid! And I’m not a convinced chaldfree, though I can perfectly understand those who deliberately refuse to be parents. It’s better anyway than throwing a little life away in a garbage bag later.

It’s just that in my mind, having a baby is firmly tied to an ideal relationship with the ideal man. Handsome, smart, strong, with a backbone and such a wide back that even I would feel safe behind.

Giving birth for myself was not an option for me.

And, it’s time to admit it, my Ideal Hero doesn’t exist in my habitat.

While I enjoy eating juicy meat and recounting all the funny and not-so-funny mishaps of today’s fair, Shea listens intently and doesn’t forget to pour the wine. He almost never interrupts, and that’s just the kind of “maybe, right?” Where else do you meet a young, handsome man who is passionate about your life, not recounting his meetings with his buddies or admiringly describing the specs of some sports car?