Geez what ever happened to the old tradition of dropping the baby off outside of a Convent and ringing the bell.
Having your baby raised by a bunch of nuns can't be all that bad.
Of course there was the expectation that you were basically giving your baby into the service of god.
Or what about putting your baby in a basket with a note and putting it on a strangers porch then ringing the doorbell and running, at least you know that your not leaving your baby with some kind of crazy because we all know that its more then likely that your leaving your baby in the care of kind yet barren strangers.
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