“I would live in a cabin in the woods with the right man, for the opportunity to have children and raise a family.” I said this when I was 33, after spending 15 years launching a career and travelling the globe. My first child was born when I was 36. My second and last birth slipped in before my 40 th birthday. I had hoped being a ‘mature Mom’ would eliminate hurdles. With my career already established and decades of learning packed into my personal toolbox – I had this covered. After exceeding expectations throughout my first 30 years I could certainly balance a demanding career and parenting, along with our existing social and family life, without a hiccup. If I read everything about effective parenting, absorbed all of the requested and uninvited advice, I would earn my supermom cape, right? W R O N G ! ! Or more accurately, I wisely realized I no longer wanted that cape. At 47 I look back with greater insight. If only I could whisp
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