AgonyUncle
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There are actually another 10 pages of the usual drivel from this women and way too boring and all along that same bent..As I lay on the bathroom floor, clutching my stomach, the tears rolling down my cheeks like torrents, all I could feel was a gaping, infinite sense of loss. Yet I was not at some funeral of a loved one, I was at a child's fourth birthday party, and I was the only woman there without a baby.
Are you childless and is it right for you?
I never planned on being 39 and childless but somehow, here I was, a few months shy of my 40th birthday and all I was clutching was a Prada handbag.
Back at the party, the yummy mummies were settled around the kitchen table as they casually fed their toddlers pizza and wiped up baby sick from their newborns. Amid the mayhem I was shouting into my mobile and organising my glamorous Saturday night ahead.
I laughed and joked about how I would be wearing fluorescent pink hot pants at a party, but it was empty laughter.
My nephew came over and sat on my knee. He flung his arms around my neck and clung to me. I could smell that unique baby smell and marvelled at the sensations in my body as I held him close.
Yet I knew that I would have to hand this little bundle back and then all I would feel would be the aching loss for the children I will never have.
Grief and loss. These are two emotions that have become commonplace in my emotional repertoire of late. It can be frightening to yearn for a child, and it is hard to fathom the desperate urgency that comes with thinking that maybe, one day, I could be a mother.
But after that party, I had an epiphany. In six months' time I will be 40, and after a great deal of soul searching, I have decided that I am bowing out gracefully from the baby race. I cried myself to sleep for weeks. No child. Not now. Not ever.
People look at someone like me - a woman who is still attractive, has her own career and doesn't have children - and think that either I am an unfeeling monster or a tragic failure. Sometimes they say it to my face.
Just last week, a well-meaning friend stood triumphant with her twoyearold on her hip and told me: "Well, Kate, you don't like children do you?"
I lost my rag. I made it clear that I hadn't made a choice not to have children. I am not one of those women who sat down at 30 and categorically factored out babies from their life plan. I love children and share all the motherly instincts of most women.
But it is a painful modern truth that there is a growing number of women - the proportion of women under 50 without children has doubled over the past two decades - who have simply forgotten to have a baby.
Somehow, amid the schmoozing and the broadening of the mind, the baby question has always been put on the back burner.
And then suddenly - at exactly the point when infertility cannot be ignored - I, like other childless women, realise it is probably too late.
What went wrong? How is it that the age-old business of having babies has suddenly become fraught with so many difficulties.
An important clue can be found back in the late 1970s when I was in my teens. I was part of the generation of schoolgirls who, instead of being propelled towards childbirth by cultural and religious expectations, could balance motherhood against a career and good times.
The result is that my childless contemporaries and I are the fallout generation from the sexual revolution, the real-life Bridget Jones's who spend their evenings getting drunk instead of reading bedtime stories.
We were told we could have it all, but in reality we were sold a pipe dream. The reality is that we forgot that we are helpless in the face of our biological clocks. And now it is simply too late for a lot of us.
Back then it all seemed so different. We were being "freed from a life of drudgery"
The very act of having and rearing children was seen as counterintuitive; boring and inconsequential at best, ruinous to any self-development at worst. My friends and I embraced the feminist ideology that was going to give us a life of glittering prizes.
I thought that I would at least save you that bit of unnessary suffering
However, I cant help but feel that both genders have been badly affected by feminism. Its hard to sympathise sometimes, but I did in this case

