I've been listening to songs about abortion and miscarriage and adoption, because there are no songs about egg or sperm donation (that I can find).
It's funny how what I'm doing here is just another way of expressing my freedom of choice. My reproductive autonomy.
Giving two fingers up to anyone who's ever used, "But think of all the women who can't have kids!" as a premise against abortion.
At this moment I feel a lot of solidarity with other young fertile women. I'm taking one for the team here.
Or something.
Sometimes it's difficult to know what is okay to say and what isn't.
Our wombs are political sites.
Mine is currently full of the building blocks for someone else's child.
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