It’s never too late. Until it is. So I say wait to have kids if you want to, don’t be “afraid” and don’t apologize for it.* Of course there’s “risk” involved in being pregnant after 35, and honestly, I was very afraid of those risks and felt that avoidance of said risks was a very good reason not to have kids. But now I feel differently about those risks; I’m not afraid of what might happen – I just know that I will move through whatever it is.
I’m not the type to sing or talk to my son in utero, but I really enjoy watching him move around my belly and feeling him kick; it makes me stop whatever I’m doing.
I find myself living in the present more than I ever have. I am so grateful for that.
Compromise is part of life, but possibly never more than when you have a child with another person? It seems both more difficult and more important now though.
I’m enjoying wearing whatever the fuck I want 😉 I miss jeans, and elastic waist pants, but I won’t be pregnant forever….
*Easy for me to say, perhaps, since I seem to have a relatively easy time getting pregnant (staying pregnant is another story…).