Well said. I hear this crap with every over-40 pregnancy.
When “risky” means (yes, I'm broad-brushing here for the sake of making a point) that the odds of a certain complication or two increase from 1-in-1200 to 1-in-480, I still don't get the semantics.
There's a 479-1 chance nothing is wrong and it's “risky?” Interesting perspective, IMHO.
“Riskier” than at 25? Sure.
“Risky?” Boy, that's a stretch.
Slight hyperbole to make my point, but you get what I mean. Any excuse to advance an anti-life agenda.
Well, I’m 63, and I intend to find a wife fairly soon and have at least two children over the next three or four years. As Stallone says in “Balboa,” “You shouldn’t have to stop living just because somebody else thinks you’ve had too many birthdays.”
My Granddad Marciano lived to be 99 years and 10 months. And I think he only died then because he was tired of putting up with the rest of us.