N.O.W.?

There comes a time in every woman's life when she has offspring on her mind, so every month she has to think about NOW or, no ovulation wasted. Unless you are a sweaty teen aged couple writhing in the back of a pimped-up SUV on Mulholland Drive, getting pregnant is a bloody lot of hard work. By the time you get to a certain age, the age at which you should have enough sense to not be writhing in the back of an SUV, you'll wish you had been a teen aged fool with shiny, teen aged fresh eggs. When recreation turns into procreation, it's all business and face it, only one person has to really enjoy it!
I think going the clinical route may not be a bad idea. I like the clean, shiny futuristic feel of it all. Extract, inject, insert, implant. Tidy. Neat. Efficient. Practical. Not at all like that goal-oriented intercourse which probably feels just like it sounds. Yuck! Sure, you can try to put lipstick on that pig with some smooth jazz and candlelight, but it just ain't the back of that steamed up SUV on Mulholland.