Growing up I had three thoughts around timelines in my head. I wanted to get married by twenty-five, and have two kids by thirty, with a two year age gap between them. In my head this was going to create the perfect family. My parents were married at twenty-three, had me at twenty-five and my sister two years later. To me this was the ideal age for everything. It’s what I grew up with, it’s what I knew. It’s what I thought was perfect.
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