Not getting it?  Married?  You’re not alone.

During two strange days in New York last winter, three married people—one after another—confessed to me either that they had stopped having sex or that they knew a married person who had stopped having sex.

Family Scholars has an interesting piece on how much motherhood has changed in 30 years – I argue for the worse.  It is the most under-rated and least-promoted job in our society, and everybody suffers for it.

a world of good meals turned out in orderly fashion, of fevers cooled without a single frantic call to the pediatrician, of clothes mended and pressed back into useful service rather than discarded to the rag heap as soon as a button pops or a sleeve unravels. If a household is a tiny state, as of course it is, then my mother was the potentate of ours…her subjects were assured of safety, continuity, comfort of the highest order. God was in his heaven, and a rump roast was in the oven, seasoned with salt, pepper, and ginger, and basted with fat from the pan.

This was before housewifery was understood to be an inherently oppressive state, before a marriage soured was a marriage abandoned; this was in the time when thrift and economy were still the cornerstones of middle-class American life.

I don’t know if I am looking for these stories, or if for some reason they’re just popping up all over the place.  There’s this story, which seems hard to believe (via Trudeaupia),

The Perth Sunday Times reports:  A Perth abortion clinic objected to plans for a childcare centre on a neighbouring property because the sight of children might upset its patients.

…and then this incredible story on culling a multiple pregnancy, told with such matter of fact coldness that it’s amazing the woman has feelings.

I looked at Peter and asked the doctor: ‘’Is it possible to get rid of one of them? Or two of them?’’ The obstetrician wasn’t an expert in selective reduction, but she knew that with a shot of potassium chloride you could eliminate one or more…’’This is why they say it’s the woman’s choice, because you think I could just carry triplets. That’s easy for you to say, but I’d have to give up my life.’’ Not only would I have to be on bed rest at 20 weeks, I wouldn’t be able to fly after 15. I was already at eight weeks. When I found out about the triplets, I felt like: It’s not the back of a pickup at 16, but now I’m going to have to move to Staten Island. I’ll never leave my house because I’ll have to care for these children. I’ll have to start shopping only at Costco and buying big jars of mayonnaise.

Update: Michelle Malkin has extensive coverage

The other day Show the Truth was out in our area with their signs.  The local reaction in the press was mostly negative, with the odd letter of support for an otherwise gruesome campaign.  Abortion only surfaced in the news when it was suspected that Harper might somehow bring up the issue in public or parliament.  “Pro-Choice” supporters seem to have succeeded in moving the debate their way, so even discussing the issue has become controversial.

This is wrong – the issue should be debated and tossed around, since it will never be solved or agreed upon by either side.  The issue is just too important to be swept under the rug, especially for young women.

On those notes, Lifesite has an article illustrating the other extreme side of the debate.

The latest in their ‘social fashion’ line is a t-shirt for post-abortive women to “assert a powerful message in support of women’s rights.” The shirt says simply, “I had an abortion.”