|Something about Rush Limbaugh literally not understanding|
how human reproduction works, right?
Also, way back then, I had the luxury of not having to contemplate the time when my Precocious Daughter would become sexually active. She was 12, and still into Pokemon, and laughed uncomfortably at the notion of being interested in boys.
So yeah. The cost of birth control: not on my radar.
|Nope, no daily dose of hormones here.|
|Remarkably, it treats the identical desire|
in me, and I don't even have to take them.
It was actually her dad who took her to the drugstore to pick up her combination of meds, which I'm sure was terribly difficult for him, so kudos to him for not driving his car off the road on the way to the pharmacy drive-through. When I saw her today (her weekends with Dad run from Sunday afternoon to Tuesday morning), I had my first opportunity to ask PDaughter what the prescriptions cost.
The antibiotic: $1.86. Thank you, generics.
The birth control pills: Zero. Zilch. Nada. THANKS, OBAMA.
|Hey, he's got two teenage daughters. Michelle herself|
probably whispers "Thanks, Obama" into his ear
It boils down to this: I'm raising a young woman to be a strong, independent, productive member of society, and I'm doing what I think is necessary to ensure she becomes just that, without being deprived of opportunities or choices as to her future.
And I'm freaking thrilled that President Obama has helped me do it without financial hardship.
Disagree or agree as you wish.
I'm a realist. And a devoted mom. And a voter. And I act according to my principles in all these areas.
Am I right or am I wrong?