First Person: I told every guy on the first date, 'I want to have a baby'

Nobody warns you about turning 35.

Turning 30, you hear all about: It's the end of your youth! First gray hairs! The whole year I was 29, I felt 30 approaching like a pair of headlights on a semi. When 30 actually arrived, though, I felt better than ever.

Finding a partner felt possible, probable. It would happen when I least expected it, everyone told me.

But again and again, I found myself dating someone who couldn't or wouldn't commit.

Even though I longed for true partnership and a family, something about the yearning and distance of unavailable men kept drawing me in. With them, I didn't