We have three children that were all planned, aged 2, 7 and 9. I'm 41.
Definitely finished having children. No more. Actively preventing normally.
Except last night we had a bit of a close call. Not a full blown accident, but not far off it (literally not far, if you get my drift). I'm day 11 of my cycle.
Today I've convinced myself that this will end up as Baby Number 4. It's totally impractical, I'm knackered, and have just started sleeping again. DH is adamant were finished. I'm adamamt were finished!
However, Mumsnet always say that the withdrawal method is tantamount to pregnancy, so here I am thinking of names and considering quitting my job to devote myself to the 4 kids. I've been thinking of summer maternity style and have even worked out my due date.
Had anyone else gleefully gone along with a crazy thought? There is no good reason for us to have another one, at all. I don't even want one! Not really!
By the way, it's going to be a boy and I'm already thinking about the birth and getting back in contact with my previous lactation consultant.
DH would be horrified by all of this but I'm not letting that spoil my fantasy! And it really is a fantasy as I know it would be a disaster in reality.
So fill me in on your unrealistic fantasies that would never translate into reality!