More and more Canadian women are stopping at one child, if they choose to have children at all
I spent roughly 25 weeks in 2022 on my bathroom floor, inspecting the grout between the tiles and waiting for whatever food I futilely put in my stomach to come back up. “Grout is such a stupid invention – impossible to clean,” I’d think, and then press my cheek against the floor, preparing to reacquaint myself with a reconfigured version of the saltine crackers and ginger ale I consumed 20 minutes earlier. “I’m never doing this again.”
