Being a parent is the hardest thing I've ever done. Harder than grade 7 and Jr. High, harder than moving from the only home I'd ever known to Vancouver (I was 7, and it was awful. I spent a year punishing my parents by being miserable.), and harder than growing up with two brilliant and endlessly witty brothers. I can understand why there are people that choose not to have children; among other reasons, the dual-income-no-kids category allows for more toys, travel, and definitely more quality time with your partner. The environmental cost of a child born in this meat-loving car-driving part of the world is immense.
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