It's so odd - from being someone who's never been in the least bit maternal/at all fussed by babies, whenever I meet someone's adorable pixie-ish 1 year old girl I just want to squeeze them. I'm nearly 31, in LTR with OH, living in a flat we own.
I don't think I want a baby... yet.
I want a few more things before I do have kids, dream wishlist (ahem): become more senior at work, travel more, be published as a fiction writer (not out of nowhere, I've been working toward it for years), buy a super-cheap little bolt-hole somewhere rural in Ireland so I can flee if it all goes wrong. Basically after a few rocky years become more the 'me' I always wanted to be when I was younger, you know?
Obviously all that's the dream and I wouldn't ever hold off until everything was 'done', apart from maybe the work promotion. I'm kind of scaring myself tbh. I was never interested babies/kids! Has anyone else felt a little freaked out by the sudden onset?