It's such a relief to find a post like this. I've been lurking on Mumsnet for a while now, mainly to try to get an idea of what life with children is "really" like so that I'm sure it's for me (even though I know that's a bit of a false hope).
I always thought I didn't want children. As a child, I was the studious, non-maternal one. My mum and sister still laugh and say that I look so unnatural when holding a baby (they don't mean to be nasty, but I'm a bit oversensitive and always wonder if they're right). We discussed kids before we got married and DH said that no kids was fine with him, but I think he's always secretly hoped I'd change my mind as I got older (he is 9 years older than me, I'm 31). He still says he's fine with it if I don't want children, but I suspect he really does (although maybe I would if I were the man - their lives seem to change a lot less).
Over the past few years, I've certainly been thinking more about having children. My reaction to friends' pregnancy announcements has gradually changed from "Oh, thank God it's not me!" to "Aw, that's nice, isn't it?". I've also been thinking a lot about pregnancy, childbirth, childcare, schools, etc. (I'm a bit of an obsessive planner, so it's normal for me to want to research like a crazy woman before I do anything), imagining myself pregnant or holding my own baby for the first time.
Still, the idea of having children really scares me. I really love my life as it is at the moment. DH and I have good jobs, a lovely city flat, plenty of "us" time and lots of far-flung holidays. I absolutely love travel, seeing places that are totally different to my country and learning about new cultures - it keeps me going when work gets really stressful and motivates me to work harder. I know everyone says these things are superficial and won't matter to me if I have children, but I'm not sure I want them not to matter to me. My MIL keeps telling me that travel, especially long-haul, is virtually impossible with children, and I can't imagine not having those breaks from everyday life to look forward to.
What if I absolutely hate being a mother and resent my child forever? And what happens to the great relationship I have with my DH? Would I start to resent him, too? I have this overwhelming panic of not being independent, not being able to make my own decisions, because I feel like I won't matter anymore when I have a child. The idea of being stuck in a life I hate FOREVER is terrifying.
I have enough supply of the pill to last me until May, but I'm not sure I'll be able to pluck up the courage to ttc so soon (just realised that "so soon" sounds silly given that I'm 31 and have been with DH for 8 years).
It's a real dilemma. Good luck to everyone struggling with the same issue!