Every generation before you did the hard thing. Your great-grandmother had five kids without painkillers, without daycare, without a washing machine, and she did it while working. You have every convenience ever invented and you have concluded that raising one child is an unbearable imposition. I'm not romanticizing her life. It was brutal. I'm pointing out the direction of the trend. Each generation finds the previous generation's normal intolerable, and calls the retreat liberation. At some point the retreat ends at zero, and then there's no one left to write the think pieces.
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