I may have mentally reached the twilight of my child bearing years, but physically it is broad daylight in terms of my fertility. I have at least 10 years of fecundity ahead of me.
This is a good thing, yes? Usually it would be.
But, personally speaking, I have two children already. And while they have brought untold joy to my life, the truth is, we’re done.
There were a few days at the end of last year in which I worried that I might be pregnant again. My period was 9 days late and my boobs hurt like heck.
For those few days I found myself in the unenviable position of choosing to keep the baby or to terminate. I knew I was leaning towards terminating. I didn’t even know if I was pregnant, but I knew there was no way I could keep the baby. Not that I would need to justify that decision, but frankly I have to be at work, at least part-time, for my own wellbeing, and I can not afford to have three kids in childcare.
In the end I wasn’t pregnant. That’s a good thing because despite the fact that I am pro-choice in absolutely 100 per cent of circumstances, it’s not a choice I think I would be able to make for myself easily or without grieving. After all, I know what kind of life my husband and I create together.
If you think the pill is for you, Planned Parenthood have made this video to help women compare the different pills available.
The result of this? Let’s just say the incident has prompted a new found interest in contraceptive efficacy.
Six weeks after my second baby was born, my GP asked me what I was thinking in terms of contraception. I hadn’t quite healed from the stitches after birth, so when she suggested an IUD I could barely wrap my head around the concept of being sexually active again, let alone the idea of someone shoving something the other way back up my birth canal.