Maybe next year? The sad truth was I didn't have many years left. I was 37 and increasingly desperate to start a family. But despite my ticking clock, I had heard those three words many times before, both from him and from a previous partner to whom I had been engaged several years earlier.
Indeed, the truth is that I have experienced nothing but trouble whenever I have attempted to persuade a man to have children with me.
You know, if you were pleasant to be near, and didn't focus on why he won't give you what you so clearly deserve, not only would the baby making have taken care of itself, but you'd probably also be asking your husband for a child, not some boyfriend who doesn't even live in the same house as the squalling ball of responsibility you want him to father.
But to suggest that somehow the age at which women conceive is within their control is naive and misleading.
No it's not. If you were feminine, and kind, and didn't look like you wanted to fight* and focused on the building the family you claim is the only thing keeping you from being fulfilled right now, instead of becoming Gloria Steinem in Drag and waiting until you got to be 37 fucking years old before starting the process of starting the process to get knocked up, you could have had a child halfway through grade school by now.
You made your fucking choice, it's not the responsibility of your "boyfriend" to decide to make bad choices with you.
By all means, go be a career woman, but don't complain when you realize men prefer Mary Tyler Moore** to Murphy Brown.
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| This is your only option, woman. |
* - Seriously, go look at her photo in the paper...I'll wait. See? She looks like she wants to hit you. And that is her dressed up to be in the newspaper. What does she look like at home? It boggles the mind.
** - Mary from the Dick Van Dyke show, not the one where she works for the Television station. Also, any show with the name "Dick" is hilarious. Also "Dyke." My friend Ray used to pretend to be offended by the name, and wanted people to call it "Penis Van Lesbian." Which I think says more about Ray than the show. Murphy Brown was ugly, sounded like an effeminate man, and went through secretaries faster than Roasie O'donnell through a bag of Oreos.
