For the past few months I’ve been struggling emotionally with the thought of never having another child, not because I can’t, but because in all honesty I’m not sure I want one.  I love my job; my marriage is strong; and the family of three feels right for us.  And Bumpy is a happy, outgoing, and confident boy.

And then I read this last night:

Only at the sacrifice of intelligence and the chance to do their best work can the majority of modern women bear children. This is the damnation of women.” — W.E.B. Du Bois, 1920

What do you think?