No Pressure

Honestly, this post is really going to be an angry rant, but I'm going to disguise it as witty and humorous. In class yesterday, we basically complained about the current state of being a teacher. When you get a post graduate class of educators, this tends to happen. Yes, we had an academic base for the discussion, but it was really dressed up complaints.

We were discussing how back in the day, teacher retention was a concern because while a majority of teachers were women, they didn't stay in the profession long because they were having babies. Then my male professor went on to say to a room full of females, "I mean, realistically, you have undue pressure on you because the average age of women having their first child has been going up, especially when the level of education of the woman goes up. But, you only have so many fertile years before giving birth becomes a hazard to both you and the child..." He went on, but the vast majority of the younger women in the class were just looking at him horrified.

I think that I fool myself into thinking I am still college age because I am still taking classes. But the general feel of the class was that 28 was pushing it if you hadn't had kids yet. Well... if I am going to be here til I am 24, teaching in London till I am 27 or so and then coming to the States to settle down, I have one year to get hitched and knocked up. No pressure.

As if people (I am convinced there are just as many men as women who are hankering to settle down and just as many women as men trying to avoid it) my age didn't have their biological clocks ticking away in their ears all the time, I have to have my professor telling me to get a move on. So unless I find a Kiwi who not only wants to date me, but move to London with me, and then move to the States permanently thereafter, I am outta luck. Better call me a spinster and buy me some cats, people.