Ha ha ha! When I went for my first check up with this pregnancy, my doctor pointed out that I would reach that dreaded "Advanced Maternal Age" before I delivered this child. Fortunately, for me it hasn't really changed anything about my pregnancy except that I feel older and creakier (not to mention more exhausted) than I did eleven years ago.
But here I am. Today I have reached the milestone of Advanced Maternal Age. I didn't expect that. But if you'd asked me eleven years ago, I certainly wouldn't have expected to be Catholic or have five other children either.
If you'd asked me 25 years ago, I wouldn't have even thought I'd be living in Tennessee. I didn't make it east of the Mississippi until I was in sixth grade.
Funny things happen, but as they say, "Getting older is better than the alternative."