Reflections on a birthday … and thinking about babies
Posted on September 2, 2013
Today was my birthday. I’m 27 now. I don’t know at what age people start to feel old. People make a big deal out of 30 … and then 40. Twenty-seven shouldn’t feel old. And I don’t feel old. All I know is that I wasn’t exactly happy to move up one digit. This was the first time in my life that my new age seemed to be worse than my previous one. I liked being 26.
I think it has to do with kids. By the time I start having children, I’m going to be even older than 27. People say it’s tough to have kids when you’re older. They say you get tired quickly. I want to have several children. So that means I’ll be even older by the time the last child is born. Will I be able to keep up?
The average age of first-time mothers in the U.S. in recent years has been 25.4, according to one study. I realize the average age keeps rising. I realize medical advances make it easier and easier to have kids when you’re older. But I also know that it is still biologically optimal to have a child when you’re in your late teens to early twenties. Of course, other studies say that socially it is considered better to delay children until around age 30. Schooling, marriage, career, finances … I know I will be in better shape to raise a child in a few years than I would have been a few years ago. This is just the anxiety rising up as I think about getting older. Everyone knows moms worry a lot. Perhaps I’m just starting on that worrying a little early.
Lesson for today? This one is just for myself (because everyone else has their own life factors to consider) … don’t wait too long to start having kids. But also don’t worry too early about not ‘starting a family’ quite yet.