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Later, after we answered trivia questions on the various milestones in babies’ first year, I listened as newly minted mothers and grandmothers shouted out answers. I didn’t know a single answer. Twenty-five years earlier, I might have left that party in tears, saddened by the fact that I’d never been a mom and would now never be a grandmother.
Eventually, I realized I could be happy without becoming a parent #
I clearly remember the day I came to terms with not realizing my long-held dream of having children. I was 44 and had just returned from a day in Central Park with one of my best friends and her 2-year-old son. The little boy had tired me out, and I truly felt happy to come home, lie on the couch, snuggle with my dog, and have the rest of the day to myself.
