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Me & Viv around the time we started Mommy & Me

At my first day in Mommy & Me, I made a new friend.  We seemed so much alike; both of us were bubbly blondes and first-time mothers to 3-month-old babies.  We even shared the same alma mater.  “What year did you graduate?” she asked, as excited as I was to find common ground.  “1992,” I told her.  “How about you?”  She paused, seeming surprised.  “Um, 2002.”  That put her age at about 30.  Wow, I thought.  What a young mom.  As I got to know the other women in the group, I discovered that they were all in their early thirties.  At 40, I was the outlier.  The weird one.

Maybe this shouldn’t have been such a shock, but I’ve been living in a bubble — more specifically, Los Angeles.  Our greatest natural resource is beautiful pregnant actresses in their forties like Halle Berry, Salma Hayak, and Kelly Preston.

My own girlfriends aren’t famous, but we’ve been acting like we are.  Our thirties were spent on career building, exotic travel, and even more exotic dating.  Although I was 40 when I finally had a baby, I was the first one on my block.  I thought I was right on schedule.

Once I realized I was the odd mom out, it was time for spin control.  I badly wanted to befriend these Mommy & Me ladies and feared the age gap would create distance, so going forward, I avoided specifics about my stats.  I referred to spending “a couple” of years in New York (it was seven) and having worked in Los Angeles as a television producer for “a while” (it was a decade).  I hadn’t lied this much about my age since my Match.com days.

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