I knew from the first time I read about how children are born (and made), at age five or so, that I would never want to put myself through that. It is one choice I have stuck to, and I am very grateful about it. I don't deal well with physical pain at all.

In other news, today's lunch was pickled herring, sour cream with chives, potatoes, and schnapps. Because it is Walpurgis and the start of spring and all that. Still not warm enough to sit outside and eat though - some years it is, but not today.