First comes love, then comes domestic partnership, then comes Lena with a Bugaboo stroller!

Okay, not so much, but much of my day has revolved around the ticking of my biological clock. This includes educational activities such as:

• Reading this article (via Young Manhattanite) on how modern life has made women “ignorant and ill-equipped” to deal with motherhood, something I definitely agree with. My youngsters, if they ever emerge from the dark abyss that is my vagina, will be raised almost entirely by my grandchild-hungry mother.
• Relearning everything I learned last year in my “Myths of Motherhood” class about midwifery and natural birth, which are excellent alternatives to sedatives and a team of eight strangers watching you peeing, pooping, and pushing your way to motherhood. For some reason, the latter option is considered “normal” in our society.
• Chatting with Christine about her decision to get an IUD, which I may actually consider for next year once I’m back on the Harvard health plan. (MIT students only pay $45 because the university subsidizes the cost of the IUD, which is usually $500 for a device that lasts five years.)
• Researching the cost of Massachusetts health insurance, because I’m running out of birth control, and apparently, my salary is “three times the poverty level” so I am, therefore, ineligible for discounted health insurance. Except for the part where MassHealth totally fucked up when calculating my income. I’m reapplying and I expect serious subsidization of my uterus, since universal healthcare is why I gave up California residency.