I’m 52 years old and this is the saddest day of my life because the doctors told me I’ll never be able to become a mother.🥹👇

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  • Motherhood: a dream postponed until “later.”
    It wasn’t always that I didn’t want a child.
    The answer was “not yet.”
    First, work.
    Then stability.
    Then, the right partner.
    Then a better time.
    Always something. Always “in a moment.”
    No one tells women loudly enough that “later” has an expiration date. That biology doesn’t compromise. That time flies, even if we pretend to stay still.
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