I like trying [to get pregnant]. I'm not so sure about childbi >>
Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting. The soul that rises with us >>
Behold, I was shapened in iniquity; and in sin did my mother conceive >>
I came to the place of my birth and cried, The friends of my youth, wh >>
I like trying [to get pregnant]. I'm not so sure about childbirth.