I want to start out by saying that this is a very personal post. I have never shared this entire story publicly, but somehow it just seemed like the right time to get it all out there so to speak. So here goes…
I always said that I never wanted kids. Luckily for me, my then-husband agreed with me. At the time we were happily married and life was good. We had all the freedom in the world!
Then one day it hit me – I was 29 years old and I certainly wasn’t getting any younger. Baby fever had finally stuck me and it struck hard. I wanted to get pregnant as soon as possible. So one day during my lunch hour at work, I sat down and made a list of pros and cons that I would present to my husband in an effort to convince him that I had a change of heart and was ready to have a baby.
The conversation went surprisingly well. He was very supportive and we both agreed that we would start trying immediately. Three weeks later I was pregnant. I had an amazing pregnancy – It was the best I had ever felt and on August 3, 2004, the baby boy that I had anxiously waited 9 months to meet was finally here. Looking at his perfect face, I couldn’t even imagine that time in my life when I didn’t want kids.