My wife and I had our first child at 18. 28 years later, we’re on our tenth child (we have a four year old and two two year olds as our youngest). It was hard being so young; we had a lot of pressure to be good parents or hear about being so young. I remember still being the youngest father in our church as I held my third child.
I will say I had more energy at a young age, but I’m crafty and wiley now. I can report that giving yourself the gift of a new child in your forties is a wonderful thing. I’m so much more patient and willing to just have fun with them now.
Each age has its advantages and disadvantages. Don’t expect to be perfect and learn from your mistakes. Be willing to laugh at yourself and forgive yourself when you blow it. Also, remember that there are two of you, so if you start to feel like you’re overwhelmed, have your spouse take over and leave the room to get yourself together. Age isn’t really an issue in the long run. A child doesn’t have expectations about what their mother or father look like, does for a living or how old they are. Shoot, our 4 year old is (adopted) bi-racial and we don’t look anything like her. She is loved and knows it, so the fact that our skin and hair is different is just something we talk about, not something to fret over.
Just be open to life - when and how ever it arrives.