Basically, it's like when I spontaneously decide to drop a few hundred at Anthropologie because their clothes are so irresistible, my body spontaneously decided to abort. Go me.
And when an irresponsible teenager goes to a clinic and decides to get rid of an unwanted baby, that's an "elective abortion."
So the only difference is premeditation? Isn't that like the difference between manslaughter and homicide?
Philsophical waxing, OVER and OUT.
This past weekend at the beach couldn't have gotten any better - my SIL said to me, OMG I just saw (your) BFF - when is she due? And I said, Christmas Day - and SIL goes, OMG SHE'S EFFING HUGE already!!
(I smiled a little inside. Cuz who doesn't love the fact she's so big she has ELBOW DIMPLES...)
And then, (NO AND THEN!) at my in-laws last night for dinner and swimming, my awesome lovely MIL said the same thing about BFF being HUGE already... SCHA-WING!
ANDPLUSALSO. I got to wear my new straw hat to the beach on Friday - so I was all posh and people thought I was famous. Not really. But it was fun to pretend.