After I wrote this post I got rather upset about hubby and my lack of love life. Over the bank holiday weekend we had a yummy meal, good chat, few drinks then went bed nice and early. We are usually meticulous about contraception but got a bit, erm, over excited.
On Saturday morning this happened…
Back in our pre-children days we used to be ever so judgemental when people had ‘accidents’. Surely if you don’t want more kids then you take the necessary precautions? Couldn’t these people control themselves? Oh how we would scoff. We have become those people.
The thing is neither of us were convinced that we’d stop at two, as we’ve both always wanted a big family. Lets face it there’s never a right time to have a(nother) baby is there? Although it was a massive shock, I think we’ll be just fine. I can imagine three kids under five will present challenges that blow the current ones out of the water, but bring it on I say!!