I’m at that age.
You know. THE age.
The age where it seems like everyone around me is having babies.
I’m also married. So that means that as everyone around me is having babies, everyone else around me is asking me when I’m going to start having babies.
At least I’m not at the age where people start tsk, tsking me and telling me that I’m not getting any younger. But still, the pressure is starting to build, as it has for just about every married woman I know.
I love seeing all the beautiful babies around me. I love their sweet chubby faces and their teensy little fingernails. I swoon every time I see gummy smiles pop up in my Facebook feed, and my heart leaps with joy whenever I see another status update that announces a pregnancy or birth. It’s an amazing time. People I know as friends, fellow writers, classmates, even my brother – they’re parents now. They’re, like, grownups and stuff. And they’re facing these new challenges none of us ever considered before, like finding a balance between career and family and personal time.
This seems a struggle especially for my female friends, who were raised in a, for lack of a better term, post-feminism world, where we are expected to have successful careers, vibrant social lives, and raise children – all at the same time. We call it “Having it All.”
So, Internet, here’s my question:
Can women really have it all? Is there such a thing? Are we just defining it wrong? Or is having it all a false promise?
Really, that’s four questions.
I look forward to comments! And I promise to share my thoughts on the subject too 😉