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I got a friend on Twitter named Leon who calls people with kids “BabyLand,” i.e. they have new friends, new activities, they focus on new things, they go to new stores, they go to new restaurants, etc. They enter a new area. You don’t see them as much.
Lest we start this post thinking that I am going to spend all of it bitching (I’m not), let me just say first that BabyLand makes complete sense. Responsibilities and time management and what you care about have shifted. Things are going to adjust for you, and some people will get left behind in that process. Maybe “left behind” isn’t even the right wording. It might be, though.
One of my favorite posts that I’ve ever done was this ditty on how everything in life changes from 28 to 35. It basically inspired the podcast I’ve been trying to do consistently, although admittedly that’s gone in different directions.
My experiences with BabyLand
Don’t have kids.
I still remember the first notification I got about one of my friends having a kid, actually. I was living in NYC and was, I think, early age 28 or late age 27. Probably early 28. I lived about seven blocks from the subway and my job was in Manhattan; my shift tended earlier so I could cover some sports stuff from overnight. A lot of times in the winter…
