So how on earth can I bring a child into the world, knowing that such sorrow lies ahead, that it is such a large part of what it means to be human?
I'm not sure. That's my answer: I'm not sure.
One thing about having a baby is that each step of the way you simply cannot imagine loving him any more than you already do, because you are bursting with love, loving as much as you are humanly capable of- and then you do, you love him even more.
― Anne Lamott, Operating Instructions: A Journal of My Son's First Year
(Recollections #8 of 36)
(Recollections of Joy are based on this song by Sara Groves)