Sperm v.s. Egg

As men and women age, life is completely unfairly weighted in favour of the sperm-bearers.

Sperm, you see, don’t die off at quite the same alarming rate as a woman’s eggs after the age of 35. This leaves women at a severe disadvantage when it comes to finding a mate, finding love, and procreating as we approach our expiry date.
This is unfortunate because women (even more so than men in my opinion) who have taken care of themselves, not had too much sun or gained a bunch of age weight, are even more attractive than ever in their mid-to- late thirties. But they’re no longer turning heads the way they used to because they’re approaching the end of their baby-making years.
We've figured out how to dress in a way that flatters the figure rather than creating unnecessary muffin tops with trendy jeans that don’t fit, or squeezing into camel-toe shorts that accentuate the butt-crease cellulite that every woman loathes. We’ve learned to eat better and take care of ourselves so that our skin glows, our teeth sparkle, our hair shines and our eyebrows aren’t battling the shadow for space on our lids. We have money to spend on clothes, hair treatments and our perfectly pedicured toes. And our confidence is higher than ever: we feel more comfortable with our bodies both in the sack and on the beach because to be honest, we just don’t give a shit anymore. Life is meant to be enjoyed. We are quite literally at our prime but men our age, or a little bit older, run from us like they’ve seen a ghost.

Why? The woman is in her final years or even months of possibly ever becoming a mother. Of course there’s desperation on her face!  It’s unavoidable.
And of course the men are bound to run away. If they’ve managed to avoid baby-making and marriage thus far, they certainly don’t want to be hooking up with someone who is likely to force either upon them within the next four months.

But imagine if this battle were more evenly weighted. Imagine if men stopped producing viable sperm after the age of 37. Both sides would be forced to hurry up and ‘lock it down’.

We would have no choice.
What 26-year-old woman would want to date a 40-year-old man with a great smile but no more swimmers?

I will now fantasize about the conversation reversal possibilities:

Tom: I think you’re really great Angie, in fact, I love you, but I really want to have a baby.

Angie: I think you’re really great too Tom, but I’m just not ready for that yet. I know you’re 37 and your sperm only have a few months left, but I have a few good years in me yet.  Sorry honey. Maybe you should try to find someone who’s more your own age.

At a certain point Tom, who’s always been attractive, charming and appealing to the opposite sex, finds himself at a loss because women are no longer interested in him. They’re turned off by his desperation to have children and they know that his reproductive value is rapidly declining.
He is no longer useful as a mate.

Take this scenario for men and multiply it by about 10 for women.
Women’s bodies are made to be baby carriers. Making, carrying and caring for babies is a large portion of our role, historically, on this earth. We’re not the hunter/gatherers; we give birth to and care for the babies.
So what’s a girl to do when that’s no longer her point?

Demi Moore should have known that she would run out of luck with Ashton a few years ago simply because of her age. Eventually the young, swingin’ single man is going to want an offspring or two of his own and if the oven he’s with is not operational, he’ll find one that is.

Maybe it's wise for me to wait for my mid-to-late forties, after I've had the kid on my own, to re-enter the dating pool. Maybe by that time things will have levelled out and a sperm-bearer and an egg harvester will return to being a boy and a girl, just looking for someone to love..........