I was 46 when my youngest son was born. He’s now 26 and I am 72. The worst that happened to me was people who asked how old my “ grandson” was.
I was 45 when my youngest was born. She’s now 2-1/2. I’ve been complimented on my “grandchildren” since I was in my mid-30s ;-). I don’t care.
My parents were in their 40s when I was born. I lost them too early. My father went in 1997 when I was in my early thirties.
I’m not saying that will be the case with you. I hope and pray not, and I wish you many more years of life with your family.
On the face of it, I have not problem with the age part of it. What concerns me is this woman’s marital status coupled age. What it appears to me like, is that this is all about her, and nothing about the circumstances for the child.
What happens if she croaks off at 58? There’s no dad around.
I realize these types of things take place by accident, but to set the kids up like this on purpose. It’s very annoying.
I’m older. Who knows, I might find a woman with kids and settle down again. I’d make sure she was financially set up so she and the kids were okay, and then she would be there for the kids.
Maybe I’m off base on this, but every once in a while I see some of the idiotic things women say and do related to their new “freedoms”, that grate me something fierce.