Impressions (Part One)

This is suppose to be my blog about motherhood..but I am the mother and want to get these impressions from our trip to France down before I lose them.
I traveled Air France, which I overheard a French woman referring to as Air Chance, but obviously had a mush better go at it. I enjoyed the experience; comfortable seat, nice choice of entertainment, and great food. I have never flown international, so it could have just been the international experience, but I felt like I was traveling in first-class in some ways.
I sat with a middle-aged woman originally from the Seattle area who was returning to her home of twenty-three years in Italy. She was my first taste of how few people have children in Europe. Or that was the impression I was left with. Maybe it is just the part of the country that I reside, but I feel as though having children is an important part of life. Well, duh, I have three of my own. I met a whole handful of women, whom do not have children and are rather unapologetic about it. They to explain, that is was a career move, or a they had the desire but were not able. No, it was more...this is my blissful childless life. And more than ever before in my life, I felt pleased with my bliss-less child-full life. It's not bliss less anyhow! Or if given the choice between their bliss and mine, I am pleased with mine.
I never did read that book about how french women stay skinny. To be honest, I was always afraid it was because they don't eat. So...I watched them eat over the last 10 days. They eat. And eat and eat. For long periods of times, several times a day. Pates, roulittes, creamy cheeses, butter, jams, and bread, bread, bread. Aside from the fact they walk everywhere is fierce heals, how do they do it? I guess I will have to pick-up that stupid book afterall.