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Is NFP a death cult?

I am always a sucker for a good “FINDING OUT I’M PREGNANT WITH BABY #X” video. There is something so primordially moving about watching a fellow woman react to seeing those two pink lines, with all that they signify for her, her life, her future. It may be a bit voyeuristic, but I find there is something so special about watching that moment unfold in real time on camera, that unique glimpse into the heart of someone who, seconds before, was just a woman, but now is mother, flaming forth from her soul in gasps, tears, trembling, a hand clasped over the mouth.

Being “on the other side of the camera,” so to speak, isn’t always Instagram worthy, though. For me, on New Years Eve 2023, it looked more like staring blankly into the distance, calculating daycare costs, considering whether our car could accommodate a third car seat, thinking: I’m hallucinating. This is some crazed instance of confirmation bias … I only took this test because I was unusually sleepy today, not because I actuall…