I was at a dinner party recently, chatting up a small group of men and women, all of us around the same age, when someone made a joke about aging. My ears perked and I blurted that I had turned The Big 5-O. They were stunned.
Women in Manhattan work on their careers and wait until the last fertile egg to have a baby. I have many friends in my age group with young children. Though I'm not sure how many actually go to the lengths I do to keep their age from their children.