When I was 26 and pregnant with my first child, I had several older (35-55) women tell me I was too young, I needed to establish my career and life and finances.
I explained that I’d been married three years so who cared about life, working nearly ten years, and I was 26, not 16.
I was treated as if somehow betraying a feminist mystique by having a kid before I was 30.
The fact that I was the only female engineer in a work group for several years was utterly irrelevant to them. The irony was that the older ladies working in the repair shop and quality control were far more supportive, though old fashioned.
“When I was 26 and pregnant with my first child, I had several older (35-55) women tell me I was too young”
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My, my, what a change from my day! When I was 23 I had a 60 year old coworker ask me, “What is wrong with you?” She was astounded to learn that at age 23 I was still single. By the time I was finally married a week after my 28th everyone had given up on me, they were convinced I would be a lifelong bachelor.