One of my great aunts thought she was pregnant and was SO happy! It turned out to be a tumor and she died. This was back in 1937 when she was just 31. Sad.

I forgot to say that my Mom had her last child at age 46. My Dad, aged 54, died when I was 23. My Mom died four years years ago at aged 97. There’s no rhyme or reason. Just go with the flow.

It is not very nice. I was 38 when my daughter was born and when she was young (11 or 12), she said, “You know, Mom. You and Dad are older than all my friends’ parents.” I replied, “Would you rather not have been born?” She closed her mouth in a hurry.