This weekend the press produced yet another series of articles about women leaving it too late to have children. Apparently the Chief Medical Officer is worried that women are postponing having children or choosing not to have any at all. I feel qualified to comment as I had children at 31, 33 and 43. I didn’t ‘choose’ when to have any of them, they arrived with very little input from me. I only know of two friends who formally announced that they were ‘trying’ and then got pregnant in less than a year. ‘Choosing’ when to have children is an illusion – like choosing your preferred state school 4 years later. Usually there is no choice as such, just a set of planets in erratic orbits suddenly synchronising and producing their very own Big Bang.
In my Twenties I announced that I didn’t want children.. Continue Reading →