Mid-Life Crisis

Yesterday, I was talking to someone about how I’m an “old” mum. We’d previously been talking about how my daughter was 12. The lady said “How old were you when you had your youngest?”. I said “39”. She replied “Oh! You only look about 46 or 47!”. She seemed quite pleased with herself for the compliment. My youngest is 5. I’m only 43. I died a little inside.