My father always says that when it came time for him and my mother to have kids, it was like bam, bam, bam. Pregnancy. Delivery. Three kids. Three years. And that was all there was to it.

It doesn’t seem like so long ago that pregnancy was that simple. Men and women were copulating. Embryos were being inseminated. And, nine months later, wailing children were born unto this world. Bam. Bam. Bam.