The other day, I read a very interesting article.
“I don’t understand why women over forty decide to give birth. What do they need it for, and what do they think?
They have already raised children, and, moreover, their adult children will know that their parents have sexual relations. Why don’t they consider that they will be ridiculed by parents and friends? Will the grandmother take the child to the first grade? Their baby will be very embarrassed later!
The most interesting thing is that many people think this way. Here’s another example of such thoughts.
“Do women over forty not understand that their time for motherhood has long passed? My husband and I are children who lost our parents, and our children have never even seen their grandparents. When the husband brought his mother’s death certificate to work, his superiors told him it was his grandmother’s death certificate. I personally think that by giving birth to a child at this age, parents deliberately spoil their life.
Such an opinion can be considered ambiguous. On the one hand, everyone against late childbirth seems absolutely right. But after all, they were born into this world, and, in addition, their parents loved and took care of them. And if they decided to get rid of their child? In that case, it turns out that they wouldn’t exist at all?
One day, something interesting happened to me.
During my school years, I befriended a girl. She was a wonderful person. This girl moved to our school already in the eleventh grade. She was the last child in the family. Her mother gave birth at thirty-seven and was one of those older women who decided to have a child very late. This girl also had a younger brother, whom her mother gave birth to after forty, around forty-one. This family didn’t fit the general pattern since most mothers in our class had their first children at nineteen.
My friend’s mother was a very cheerful person, full of love for everyone around her. She was very beautiful and patient. I thought she was just an incredible person. And, to be honest, the best among all those I knew.
She dedicated a lot of time to communicating with her children, as well as their friends. She never refused to help us. She always organized some kind of snacks and gatherings for us, at a time when our mothers, coming home from work, rested, having neither the strength nor the time for their children. And that was the main contrast.
And why should children be ashamed of such a mother? On the contrary, we all sincerely and kindly envied them because they had the best mother in the world. And besides, none of us would even dare to call her an old woman. We didn’t care at all about her age because she evoked extremely positive feelings in everyone.
At nineteen, I was sure that a woman at forty was an old woman. However, after crossing the forty-year mark myself, I realized how stupid I was at that time. And this is said with a lot of tenderness. I thought that because I was very naive, but now I have already outgrown youthful naivety.
Now, I am certain that it is far from age that determines when a woman gives birth, but her financial resources. A woman should become a mother only when she is mentally and financially
