In the beginning

We'd discussed having children plenty of times throughout our relationship but I'd always maintained I wanted to be married a couple of years before we started our family.  My husband-to-be, who for the purpose of anonymity in this blog shall be called Max (people mistake him for Max Branning off Eastenders haha, though I think he's better looking and he's definitely not a loverat like the real MB!), wanted 3 kids, I wanted 2 but always said the third was up for negotiation, unless of course we had twins first in which case we'd have another because for some bizarre reason I felt the need to be pregnant twice.....  

I was 2 weeks shy of my 28th birthday when we got married and suddenly I realised if we waited 2 years to start a family I'd be 30 (my husband would be 31) and I did NOT want to have my first child at 30, no I had to be in my 20s!  Max has always wanted children so there was no issue in convincing him to start a family sooner.  I knew we wouldn't be having a honeymoon baby as I'd researched the malaria tablets we were taking for our exotic honeymoon and knew they had a warning on them not to get pregnant whilst taking them, or for 6 months after.

I took my last pill late September 2005 and there was no way I was going back to the Dr for any more, we'd use condoms instead for the next couple of months, besides it can take a month or two for the pill to work it's way out of your system so on that logic we'd be ready to start making babies at the end of the year.  If only things were that simple...