You made the commitment, and you can't change the terms after the fact.

It seems she churns the butter with one foot and rocks a cradleful of twins with the other; with her hands she knits socks for her husband; on her knee rests a book from which she is improving her mind.

Much to my surprise I find out that I am part of the gayby boom.

It's not rocket science. You just need to screw this to that!