Ever since I was a little girl I knew I would want children one day. The comfort and happiness I had from my own upbringing must have created a desire to replicate a family life of my own eventually. As I’ve grown up that’s never really changed although I’ve only got firmer in my belief that I want to do things the old fashioned way and be married first before I even think about starting a family. I’m weeks away from being a wife now and I’m finding more and more that people’s expectations are that I must be planning to pop one out in approximately 9 months down the line.
* Spoiler Alert * I’m not.
I’m just not a broody person. I very rarely see babies or pictures of babies and feel my insides start to rattle around saying HI! And yes as a woman I do find that extremely awkward because SO many people just expect that from me. But I’m not broody. That doesn’t make me less of a woman and it certainly doesn’t mean I don’t want my own babies one day in the future.
Selfish as it may sound, I still want to live my life and do what I want. I want to begin our married life cherishing a few more moments where its just the two of us…