Many of my friends are terrified of having babies. It’s the childbirth process that frightens them. And once upon a time I would laugh at their concerns and say something, like: ‘yeah, but it’s all worth it.’ Because I love babies.
But now I’m terrified of them too, for different reasons. I was recently asked to prepare a talk on the gender pay gap. With an open mind, I spent hours combing over research – to find out if my sex is really underpaid, and – if so – why this is. I came to the conclusion that babies aren’t a good idea for any woman who values her career. Indeed, not the cutest one in the world can distract me from what I saw over those weeks; evidence upon evidence that they’re going to destroy my career.
I’m safe currently, at 27 years of age.
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