We had a plan.
Bjork and I had put ourselves on the build-your-career-in-your-20s / start-having-babies-at-30 plan, and it felt so right.
We have been married for 7, almost 8 years (gulp), and we have been happily childless for most of that time. I grew up thinking I was going to have three kids and be a stay-at-home-mom by the time I was 30, but in the last few years I started identifying less and less with my former self: The Girl Who Only Ever Wanted to be a Mother. No, this was a new me. I loved my job. I loved traveling. I loved our life without kids. I mean, when I got pregnant, I was so excited to have a baby, like, SO super excited, but I was pretty sure that the new role of Mom wasn’t going to become my whole world.
But that’s just the thing – you don’t know until you know.