Hi ladies,
Sorry for gatecrashing but your thread was on one of the most active yesterday so I came to have a look
I've read some of your posts and many of your thoughts sound very familiar to me, indeed. I have been with my husband for many years and we were so young when we met we never discussed kids, too busy having a good time ! I also work in science and am quite career orientated and I was never broody at all.
Then we got married when I was in my very early 30s. We were still having a good time, but every time I knew someone that got pregnant I'd feel angry and sad. Angry that they knew what they wanted from life, and sad I lacked the conviction to be absolutely sure myself. The feelings were so murky I didnt share them with anyone, but I began to get increasingly stressed about "the issue" since I knew I had to deal with it sooner or later !
We use persona, and on one occasion I told DH "this could be dodgy" and that was the sum total of our conversation. I thought nothing would happen as we'd been together many years and never had a scare. I got pregnant, and the next 8 months were some of the worst of my life, I have to be honest. I was terrified, and I kept thinking "Well if I'd have know it would be easy I'd have waited" and "I'm not ready for this" and "this is not what I want". Coming from a large family, I'd seen how much work small children were and I really didnt want it. I used to cry all the time that I couldnt have fun anymore, couldnt do what I wanted anymore, felt ill and tired.....
Then my baby was born and as soon as they out him on my chest I experienced a high that has never gone away. Afterwards I felt that a big secret had been kept from me, about how great it would feel. Waking in the night wasnt a chore, holding his small body to me in the dark was a pleasure! Changing his nappy wasnt repetitive and horrible, I wanted to make him feel secure and comfortable. Taking him out for walks and introducing him to the world was so exciting. Feeding him solid food for the first time and seeing him enjoy it was so rewarding. Seeing his love for me and giving him my love back was amazing. During the hard bits, I would think to myself "This is a challenge, and challenges were what you wanted in life".
So now I cant go out for meals when I want them, I cant watch what I want on TV. DH and I have a lot less time for eachother. My house is full of plastic and it is messy. I have not had a lie in for years. I have to structure the day around my kids. But I can take them down the park and have a picnic, I can go cycling with them. We bake together. We cuddle and read books. We plan trips out together. I watch them grow. I watch their faces when I surprise them. I comfort them when they need me.
I know how awful it is not to know the answer to the question of children, it feels so frustrating you cant be scientific about it. But I'd say dont let childbirth put you off, or the pregnancy. There is a risk to getting in the car in the morning, ro going skiiing, or getting on a plane or whatever. Giving birth can be difficult and traumatic and both of mine were difficult in their way, but it is the most amazing thing your body can do. And afterwards it is just such a tiny part of yours and their whole life.
I'm not trying to be evangelical about this, as I think children arent for everyone, and at least in my case, they have strained my other relationships as they are 100% more work with 100% less time than I had before. But I'm grateful every single day we had that lucky accident....
I wanted to tell you how I feel as I if you are tipping towards doing it, then you will probably love it. Frightening, hard work and challenging, yes, but the best all the same.