What a nutty few months. A new nephew, a two week trip with my mother, lots of travelling...and now it's March.

I've been thinking a lot about babies lately and my own decision not to have any. I'm not reconsidering, but it's hard not to wonder what life would be like with children. For me, having children and that life is not something I choose, but now that I'm older, I've been observing that life from afar.

While not momentous by any means, I've settled on the vague goal of... If I am not going to birth a piece of me that will walk independent of me after I am gone, at the very least I should make some sort of lasting contribution. And if that is not possible, I should life this life, the life I have chosen, to the fullest. If MW are going to be a dual-income, child-free couple, we damn well better act like it. While crippling debt may prevent us from doing that right at this moment, it is coming. Which means I should really get on that passport thing....