I have only just started reading this collection of short stories written by women entering their 30s. The collection includes observations and personal anecdotes by a variety of women who have chosen a variety of different life paths. The following is a review of one of the stories I read.
One of the short stories, "The Missing Biological Clock" by Meghan Daum, evaluated the social and personal implications of choosing not to have children. In witty and, at times, biting prose, she evalutes the expectation that women are meant to have children, or that having children gives women access to a deeper, more fulfilling life.
Many of her observations resonated with me. "Even though no one would dispute a sixteen-year-old, or even the eight-year-old, who expresses her desire to be a mother someday, the thirty-four-year-old who says she doesn't want children is equivalent to the high school sophomore who vows to marry her prom date. She will receive a pat on the head and a knowing, condescending smile. These are words that will be eaten. This is a phase that will be outgrown."
As a woman of 28 who has long felt that children are not in her future, this is an attitude that I have felt from both male partners and female friends.
As a college educated woman and public high school teacher, I have also found that people like to use this line of argument with me:
"As many self-professed liberals and nonracists like to point out, at least in private, 'the wrong people are having children.' The 'wrong' people, in this case, are teenagers, poor people, and, though we hate to say it out loud, certain ethnic groups that have traditionally put a premium on large families. As a 'right' kind of person, the common logic goes, it is incumbent upon me to help reverse the trend. I would be a 'good' parent in that I would be a white, educated parent who probably wouldn't have more than two children and would not likely be caught leaving toddlers alone in a beat-up Buick while she dashed into a 7-Eleven for smokes. As a product of middle-class America, I've been told that it's my duty to replenish the middle class (or at least what's left of it", to continue the legacy of parenting that encourages Sesame Street over violent cartoons and granola bars over Fritos, and maintains a two-income household that socks away money for university tuition, plus a little extra for family excursions to historical sights."
I have liked the stories that I have read thus far and look forward to reading more. This book was recommended by several girl friends (already in their 30s) and I am already very much enjoying it.