The baby, who didn't ask to be born, may fare more poorly with the mother who keeps him than does the child who was unwanted in the first place. There are worse things to endure than the truth. For the youngster who has been a winner in the birth lottery, Mother's Day is every day. There is no need for rhyme or reason, for date or season. A child is the highest form of creativity.
Heredity accounts for much of what children become, but environment carries a heavy burden.
It is a gladsome thing to know many fathers have taken a larger part in helping their children acquire this veneer of civilization. Mothers always have had too much credit or blame for the behavior of the couple's offspring. We wanted our children far more than they wanted to be born if the shrieks of outrage with which they greeted the world are any indication. Mother's Day is every day. Father's is, too.