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From Confused to Confident

By Simran Oberoi

35 & Ticking

I turned 35 this year, and I still can’t believe it. How did this happen? It seems like just yesterday I was graduating from college with my whole life ahead of me. At that time, I imagined working my way up the ladder at a high-powered investment bank, making “critical business decisions” while working 14 hour days, and also having time leftover to be happily married with a couple of kids by the time I was 30. Well, things didn’t quite turn out that way, but that’s life right? My career has had more twists and turns than a bad plotline in a daytime soap, and the kids are still just a pipedream. As I sit staring 40 in the face, I cross off items on my mental checklist:

- Post-graduate education to ensure high income potential and make the parents proud. Check.

- Wonderful husband who would be a prime candidate for father-of-the-year. Check.

- House in the ‘burbs with plenty of room for the little ones. Check.

- Healthy savings and high income to support the brood. Check.

- The offspring. ________.

That’s the last thing left on the list. Why have I waited so long to become a mother? This isn’t just a question I ask myself. Oh no, this is a question that my mother, my in-laws, the aunties, friends and co-workers feel free to ask me too. At 35, I’m at that age where my too-polite in-laws and aunties really want to blurt out, “What’s wrong with you? Are you infertile or just so career-driven that you’re never going to have kids?” Either option, I’m sure, would be equally terrifying to them.

Even my own mother is nagging me lately, especially since my husband Arun and I just passed the magical three years of marriage mark and haven’t produced any children yet. I remind her that she already has three grandkids so what’s the big deal, to which she quickly retorts, “But Arun’s parents don’t have any grandchildren, what about them?” It’s hard to argue with that logic.

Once jokingly, my mother-in-law complained, “When am I going to have grandkids? All my friends have grandkids. I want a baby to play with!” Luckily, she can’t nag me too much since she has a 30-something daughter of her own who hasn’t even gotten married yet. She doesn’t know what to pray for first—a grandson to carry on the family name or a son-in-law so she can free herself of the “responsibility” of an unwed daughter.

But still, I feel the pressure. Every ovulation cycle that I don’t bother to focus on getting pregnant is another lost opportunity. My period isn’t as heavy as it used to be and doesn’t last for as many days. Maybe my eggs are getting old and are tired of waiting to get fertilized too. What’s stopping me from taking the plunge, I wonder? I’ve always wanted to have kids. What makes me put it off to the ever elusive “next year” is that I never feel mature or responsible enough. I never feel ready to be a parent. There’s always one more project to finish at work or one last great trip to take before I “settle down” and devote my time and energy to a needy little baby. Perhaps that sense of selfishness is common in our generation and that’s why so many of us put off getting married, having kids and settling down. With our own self-fulfillment to worry about, there isn’t much of ourselves leftover to give to spouses and children. But maybe the most fulfilling thing you can do is create life and raise a strong, good person who will go out into the world with his or her own hopes and dreams and make it a better place. Now that’s a great reason if I ever heard one! That’s it, I’m going to put it on the top of my list…next year.




Simran Oberoi is an investment banker in New York. She is undertaking her latest joint venture, baby production, with her husband.


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