I’m feeling clucky. My very best and dearest friend has just
had her first baby. He’s absolutely adorable. It might seem strange to some
being this late in my life, but this is the first time that someone I truly
love has had a baby. All of my school friends live far away and most of the
friends I have now are more the ‘professional’ than the ‘family’ type. We are all
in our 30s (some of us closer to 40) and until now, none of us have had
children.
Career hasn't been the only thing holding us back. For some it’s
finding the right person to make a family with, for others it has been illness
and disease and for some the timing just isn’t right.
I never really thought about having children as I was
growing up. I mean, I never gave it any thought; it was just something that I
assumed everyone did once they got married. So I thought I would have a family,
and I imagined it would be about the size of my own (2 parents and 4 kids) and
that was that. Then life intervened. Yes, I went ‘off the rails’ a little in my
late teens so my mum put a ban on boyfriends. I wasn’t so far off the rails as
to disobey her so from 16 until 24 I never really had a proper relationship.
Following that I was finished
university and starting a career and in the middle of all of that getting to
know more about these things called ‘men.’ I had one to go home to every night,
I had shared a house with my brother since I started university, and he drove
me mad. The mess, the smell... the mess! But we had a great friendship and to
this day I know that he is the one person, besides my husband, that I can rely
on. The men I was meeting were interesting and many of them had firm views on
family so I started to think more about my own goals and what I wanted from
family life. Then I met my husband.
At first he was firmly in the no children camp. I spelled
out quite clearly to him that I was in no way that sure. And he was happy
enough with that, as long as we kept the conversation open, i.e. he didn’t want
to be ‘tricked’ into anything! Not long after being married we had a pregnancy
‘scare’ but the tests came back negative. We realised then that we both somehow
or someway wanted a family, but definitely not then! He is a very serious and
thoughtful man, many of the reasons he is unsure about having children come
from worry over all the things that might go wrong. I am also being really
careful to be sure that it IS that I want a family and not just that I am
worried about time running out!
So this blog will track our thoughts and the process we go
through as this journey reaches some sort of destination. I would love to hear
from any other women in their late 30s or beyond who are considering starting a
family. Please feel free to share your thoughts and experiences.
I've always wanted kids, always assumed I would, but like you, life got in the way. I didn't meet my husband until I was 28, fast forward three years when we got engaged, and another one before we got married. I was finishing up grad school so we waited six months, then had all sorts of issues. My living child was born when I was 34. We haven't completely ruled out having another, though I have doubts and fears. I'll be 37 when and if we try again. The stats scare me, as does my history.
ReplyDeleteI look forward to reading more of your blog.
Hi Amy. Thanks for taking the time to check out my blog and for sharing your story.
DeleteI know what you mean about age being a factor, I still can't get my head around the fact that I was 35 when we started thinking about this and that I'll be AT LEAST 38 before any bub is born. And then what if we want another? The mind boggles, and as you say, the stats are pretty scary even without our history thrown in.
Thanks again for visiting x