’ I knew the subject of children was off-limits on the first few dates, but my growing baby angst hijacked my common sense.Another single friend, who is 38, says she mentally mixes her genes with a man’s before she’s even halfway through their first date.But what saddens me is the thought of never having children.
We are, it would seem, in something of a relationship no-man’s land. And, like many women of my generation, I had, until recently, begun to see men through a very different set of goggles: ‘baby goggles’. Today, I am 40, single and childless — but still hoping to become a mother.Once we began talking, my mind would race off into a baby-filled fantasy future. Excellent, I’d think, picturing him kicking a ball around with our children. Brilliant, I’d say to myself, imagining him riding along with our toddler strapped on the back.And then, far too early on, I’d ask nonchalantly: ‘So, how do you feel about kids?