10 years ago I didn’t know if I wanted kids at all so you can imagine my surprise when all of a sudden I started freaking out about my biological clock.
The idea of wanting a baby of my own was a slow creep for me. I was happy working on my radio career and playing the part of the ‘cool aunty’ for most of my twenties despite all of my friends and siblings popping out kids. When I was months away from turning 30, I started to think seriously about wanting babies in my future. But I still had plenty of time, right?
Fast forward three years, a disrupted five-year plan thanks to COVID and learning more about fertility, and the siren in my ovaries is well and truly going off.
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A year and a half ago my partner proposed and I could see my future setting itself up nicely; we would be engaged for a year, get married in an extravagant affair and then immediately start trying for a baby, I’d be a mum by 34.
Rona reared its ugly head not long after so we decided to wait before booking the date, given our families would need to travel for the big day. Towards the end of 2020, it felt a little safer to forward plan but of course, all the COVID postponements meant the wedding couldn’t be accommodated until mid-2022.