@Eva,
My mother was close to forty when she had me, my father thirty five. Lots of stuff happened almost right after that, Pearl Harbor, my father sending letters I've copies of begging to be let in, as he had baddie eyes (not as bad as mine, daughter coughs, and he also couldn't smell) their giving up their just built house after he got a yes..
I'd say, wish I could have been there, but I was, probably screaming and failing my feet.
I've a lot of mixed feelings but I like my mother being one hundred and ten.
