For the most part, I’m really glad to have grown up and lived in the eras I have. A few recent examples I’ve thought of —
I’m glad to have gotten engaged and married before the trend of huge photo shoots for these photo events began. My fiance and I went to JCPenney and got engagement photos there. We bought the package of a gazillion photos, probably for about $5.99. It was fine! I talked to a friend recently and she recounted doing the same thing. Now, many people book a photographer and go out on a photo shoot costing in the hundreds and requiring changes of clothes, various different settings, etc.
I’m grateful to have had my kids before the era of “gender reveal” events. Part of this may be that I’ve always hated being the center of attention. I found out what each of my girls was before they were born with ultrasounds, which was nice. Did I need a party complete with opening a box filled with either pink or blue confetti? And probably the accompanying photographer to capture it all? Nope.
Hospital Stays after Having Babies
I’m glad I had my kids when I did. My, how the limits of what’s acceptable have changed there. I remember Princess Diana having her first son, Prince William, in 1982. She went home a day later, and the papers were full of articles about MIRACLE MOM LADY DI LEAVES HOSPITAL A MERE 21 HOURS AFTER GIVING BIRTH! This seemed a little surprising at the time.
Back then, women spent longer in the hospital after having babies. I’m sure a lot of this was due to medical costs being much more reasonable back then. It seems like women stayed in the hospital close to a week after having a baby; longer for a C-section. I remember going to see someone with my mom after she’d had a baby. I think the baby was a few weeks old when we visited, yet the woman was sitting in bed (probably in a housecoat!), being attended to by probably her mom or mother-in-law. These days, you’re out of the hospital 24 hours or so after the baby is born. This is how it was when I had my kids, and honestly, I liked it. I’ve always been fairly active, and anyway, I don’t like hospitals.
Things always change, and maybe it’s just human nature to prefer things the way they are when we experience them. How about your memories? Are you glad to have lived during the times you did?