OK, so I'm nearly 21, i know I'm not exactly at the age to be worrying about covering greys, pensions and menopause. Many people will probably want to shake me and tell me to get a grip... but i want a baby soon! I have been with my fabulous husband for almost 4 years now, and we have been married for almost 7 months. At the beginning of our relationship we were unsure whether or not we were ever going to be able to have a family of our own due to a number of difficult factors of our lives. However, In January 2008 we discovered that it was possible, which was an unforgettable moment for us both.
We both went through an incredibly emotional few months at the start of that year and i have no doubt that the events brought us closer together.
I think that, after a year of awkward discussions about IVF, adoption, Surrogacy etc ,finding out that we would one day have children of our own set an excitement in us both, which hasn't left since. In the past couple of years we have had the run up to the wedding which took a great deal of planning, but throughout all of this (as perfect as the day was) i spent months counting down the weeks until we could begin to try for a baby.
Let me explain a bit more about myself... I am a very typical 'girly girl' and always enjoyed playing with dolls etc as a child, but i cant help thinking that it has always been a deeper thing than just childhood role play. My childhood games would always consist of pretending i was having a baby, getting my mum to ask me questions about my baby, taking dolls to school, shopping etc and becoming so attached to them that i have been unable to get rid of them to this day.
I grew up with my mother being a childminder, which i loved. I took great pride in helping to tell stories, and play with the children. At the age of 14 i was set a project at school, i had to bring an 'electronic baby' home to look after for the weekend. The 'baby' was designed to teach young teens about the difficulties of caring for a child, in aim to prevent teenage pregnancies. It would cry several times in the night, Need feeding, changing, winding etc. Each student was given a sealed envelope containing a key to deactivate the doll if absolutely necessary.
After the first night of being woken up 16 times, i was besotted with my doll, I took great pride in walking him around in a pushchair i borrowed from my neighbour.
When the morning came for us to return the dolls to school, i arrived in class to find that 70% of my classmates had used their deactivation keys! After handing my 'baby' back to the teacher, i snook off to the toilet and cried.
Since leaving school, i have done a number of childcare courses which i loved every second of.
People tell me 'I'm a natural' and i just cant help but feel that i was born to be a mummy.
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