I've recently ended a relationship of nearly a year, it just wasn't right and it transpired that we didn't want the same things. I'm now back on OLD and just starting to feel despair. I'm turning 39 this autumn and feel like my time is running out.
I am really lucky in that I have a son from a previous a relationship, but I had him so young, in an unstable/abusive relationship, had no money and everything was a struggle.
I always dreamed that I would one day meet someone else and get a second chance to enjoy a pregnancy, make mum friends my own age, be able to afford to go to baby classes, raise a baby in a stable home with a supportive partner.
I've worked hard these past ten years and am in a better place financially, have a decent career and have made a pretty good life for me and DC.
I'm proud of myself for amicably ending a relationship that wasn't right for, I would never have done that 5 years ago, so that's a really good step. I know that what I need to do is keep moving forward, focus on myself and my son and continue putting myself out there, but another year older I am struggling to come to terms with the fact that it may never happen. I only have a few years of having my son at home with me and I just feel so sad that soon it's all over, when my peers are right in the middle of the toddler/baby/primary years. I feel so jealous when I see pregnant women and happy groups of mums out with their babies/toddlers in the playground. I feel I've made so many poor decisions in my youth and just messed it all up.
I know I'm really lucky in so many ways and wish I could just enjoy what I have, but feeling the pressure of the biological clock ticking....