You say sure and throw caution to the wind. What's the point in holding down a job and slaving away the rest of your life if you don't have some children to hang your life purpose upon? So you bring her home and plow her belly out to fruition. She very quickly decides that your obsession with cockroaches is unhealthy, both physically and mentally, and wins in court an injunction against any interaction between you and your child. You pay her half your pay check for the rest of your life, and never even get to meet your progeny. Sooooo........