I always gave the thought of having children, the same level of consideration I gave most other things in life…if it happened, it happened. Now as I write this, I scoff at just how naïve I was. I never imagined that having a living child would become more important to me than breathing.
Before I got married in 2013, I knew it was likely that we would need a little help conceiving. We decided early on that we would try to conceive for a short time and if it was not successful, we would pay privately to freeze samples so that we would have the opportunity to try for a baby in the future, if we wanted to. I never felt particularly broody, I just thought that I would regret it if we didn’t at least try.