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I Froze My Eggs at 37

On romance and reproduction in a very strange time.

10 white and brown eggs in a white paper carton, with tiny wildflowers stuck between them
Photo by Karolina Grabowska from Pexels

When the Year That Must Not Be Named kicked off with a worldwide, public-health implosion, nothing twisted the knife so much as hearing people complain about having to spend extra time with their kids. I was 35. I was finally in a place where I had a bit of discretionary cash, after years of 4-digit annual incomes. My long-term, monogamous…

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