yeah, we were young when we had our son, but we did stupid stuff as young teens, there is no need for me to be a 'young adult' I already went out with friends and got drunk, and listened to loud music and got in night clubs, and tbh it was rubbish, I'm much happier being a parent, and so is OH, we support each other and manage to find time to go out occasionally, so its not like I am chained to a sink (and nor is he).

The thing is, having been together for so many years, I know him well enough (and have seen the way he looks at his sisters new baby) to say he would absolutely love a baby, he just has his logical hat on, and can't see the same positives I can, like not having a toddler in our 30s, and me actually having more time to complete my studying (you get 6months standard maternity leave here, and while a baby is difficult, there would be more time).

I guess the main reason for feeling this way is probably hormonal, followed by always wanting children, and wanting somebody for my son to play with (yes I know there will be a huge age gap) and share with.

I'm feeling a little less crazy about it, but I am still desperate for an accident.