In my career in corporate communications--the last eight years as a freelancer--I have been fortunate to work with people I really like and whom have become friends beyond professional bounds. I've been working with Niamh since my second child was a baby and before she was married and had kids of her own. Now we're both in the throes of raising kids and working. We talk often but have only met face-to-face a couple of times. And we were both amused and a little horrified the first time we heard the term "advanced maternal age" from our respective OB-GYNs.
This blog will be an ongoing dialogue between Niamh and me (and, hopefully, some regular readers/commenters) about what it is like to have and raise kids after living through our 20s and part of our 30s without them. It's also about raising kids in this time, when there is so much attention paid to "parenting" as a verb. We are living in an advanced maternal age in terms of attitudes and expectations of us as mothers. Or so we'd like to think. But have we really advanced in our thinking? Or just our expectations?
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