I was twenty five my last birthday and it was the party last night that became reflective

Twenty five : just as I am achieving my goals I have reflected on being twenty five, and the science of human pregnancy and women’s lives and I am thoughtful of my time. My career has been dictated by my studies, I’m a biologist and I’m rushing towards my thirties, if I want healthy children I have to find a healthy relationship!

The party otherwise was fun, the birthday cake was huge, not that I eat it! There were plenty of cocktails, which suited us. There were two guys who told me they knew me but I didn’t remember them at all! I’m wondering today if I danced for them at the club, or if they were at the studio, they were adamant.

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Richard65 · M

I read The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath. In that book the main character worries about her life and the myriad choices available. She uses a metaphor of a fig tree with the figs representing the choices. She doesn't know what to pick. Eventually, the figs ripen, then begin to rot on the branch, before they fall and it's too late. I think we all have this dilemma, especially if, like you, you're beautiful and intelligent and life perhaps offers you more than is available to others. Children can stifle your ambition. Career goals are taken over by the desire for a family. Cyril Connolly, an English writer, said, "There is no more somber enemy of good art than the pram in the hall." The pram is perhaps the somber enemy of more than art. Children need constant nurturing. Careers often don't accommodate a healthy family life.