(I suppose a disclaimer is apropos in that I actually do like babies and think folks who want babies should get to have babies. After all, babies are great. But. And, of course, the story is in the but.)
Back when I was a high school English teacher, I experienced many things in addition to a paycheck. Of course there were the ubiquitous papers to grade and facial tissues to dole out during cold and flu season. But I also got to distill some advice upon the hapless ears of my students. Sometimes that advice focused on the dire effects of poor comma placement. But sometimes it was along the lines of babies and reality.