When I was 22 I desperately, desperately wanted a baby. I agonised over it and rushed into trying in a relationship that wasn't ready for it yet, and I didn't just try I obsessed over it and 9 months later I got a positive pregnancy test and to be honest it was all a difficult time. With hindsight, I needed therapy, not a baby. I love my son so much but I really struggled, with pregnancy, with adjusting, with my whole life being unrecognisable. I was the first of my friends to have kids, I suddenly felt like I didn't fit in with them anymore, I struggled watching them hang out without me. I felt sad that I hadn't done more. I didn't have a good job, I was in a fair amount of debt for my age. I had a bout of severe pnd and I think I thought when that was treated I'd love parenting but even once that fog lifted I had all of the struggles I mentioned above.
I think if I had waited until I was atleast old enough to be rational about the decision and in better circumstances I'd of been in for a much easier ride. I had always wanted two close in age but didn't feel ready at all as he got older to try again. I've ended up with a bigger gap then I planned, I'm pregnant again now with my second and to be honest I still worry that I'm not ready but I think already having one did put the pressure on me to have more whilst still young.
So I don't know is the honest answer, I have made mum friends over the last few years, all of them are older than me, they all seemed to have a very different ride than I did! I won't say mine all came down to age but it did come down to immaturity, depression, being irresponsible etc, though definitely linked to me being young and naive. I do think if I'd waited I'd of enjoyed it all more. I guess is what I'm saying!