When Ancestry.com becomes an addiction...

Good afternoon, my spunky little cow boys and girls~

Have you ever wanted to know where you came from? I mean the truth about where your ancestors came from and where they went? Well, we have satisfied our curiosity on the former, and my family was pretty boring on their way out of Africa about 60,000 years ago. As a matter of fact, my father's DNA line 30,000 years ago was related to 100% of all non-African men, and by 20,000 years ago was still related to 95% of all non-African men. In other words, I am a pretty standard Eurasian like all other immigrants from Northern Europe.

My family members have always been breeders if Ancestry.com's data base can be trusted, so it was reassuring to know that all my fears about becoming pregnant in my forties were not paranoia. Going back through the census records I found children my female ancestors gave birth to in their late forties!

Now I know that fertility is not an issue in my particular lines, but the press lately about all the infertile career women (like Alexis Stewart, Martha Stewart's daughter), is of concern for my descendants. Before the advent of the birth control pill women were pretty much doomed to have children as long as they had sexual relations. Yes, we've all heard those jokes about sexless marriages, but we were having all those kids. You guys were just supporting them. Anyway, that's another long post.

It has been interesting since I joined Ancestry.com and the National Geographic Genographic study (www.nationalgeographic.com) to realize that breeding is about the most important thing some of us can do during our lifetimes. At least in the opinion of our descendants.

Just my take.

Clark County Diva