For starters, it’s called satire.
I am a mother of two who just barely managed to spawn before hitting the 40-year mark thanks to the inordinately expensive miracle of in vitro. I live with cancer (chronic lymphocytic leukemia) and the ever-so-rare cold agglutinin disease every day, and I embrace the new normal. Primarily because I have no choice.
But none of that compares to the trials of parenting….