"Oh, she'll be in her early forties, I believe." Josephine smiled in a way she had practiced from a long life that masked her sorrows and shelved them for the time being. "She and my son were students here when they were teens. Oh my. They grow so fast."
She reached across the table and patted Felicity's arm. "That first year will be difficult for you. There's no way getting around that. Let's focus on the bright side: you'll be able to visit your child during breaks. You'll be in communication with your child's caretakers. It will be hard, but it won't be forever."