Just want to start by saying that the one I'm pregnant with now, #3, is only one that has been really planned for and tried for, and this is also the first one conceived completely sober.:blink:
I didn't want to have kids until about 3 months before I got married. My husband knew this when we started dating, and he knew it when he asked me to marry him. We had been engaged for over a year before I changed my tune, and he had resigned himself to thinking he was never having the large family he wanted. When I decided I was ok having kids, I also decided that I wanted a large family, and that I wanted to start trying later that year.
We did the right thing, as far as planning, talked with my OB. Told her about when we wanted to start trying/conceive, and she told me that because of the pill I was on and my history of extremely mild endo, that it could take 6 months or more before we got pregnant. So, I went off the pill 6 months before we wanted to even think about conceiving, which was about a month before we got married. I had my period the week we got married. That cycle had been anovulatory, and bam, we got pregnant our first night in New Orleans for our honeymoon while I was drunker than drunk off tequila. So, first cycle I ovulated after coming off the pill.
That pregnancy was easy, as all of them have been, but my daughter was not an easy baby. You can ask Kim, xboxmom. We have had a helluva a few years with her, and her first was by far the worst. We had just started tube-feeding, almost full-time, as well as deciding that we were not in a place financially,emotionally, etc to even think about #2, but again, that Mother's Day, I had too much tequila (seriously one of 4 times I've been drunk, EVER). I had just started my cycle back, and again, the first one had been anovulatory. That Mother's Day was, again, another first ovulatory cycle. Couple weeks later, we found out I was pregnant, and it was awful emotionally. I was devestated because Aidan needed me so much. I had a really hard time bonding to the pregnancy. Aidan and Ian are exactly 23 months, to the day, apart, and Ian, of course, stole my heart immediately.
After that, Ross decided he was done, and I, again, was devestated, as we had always talked about more than that. So, I bided my time, and eventually, Ross came around. I got my cycle back, and we were able to not get pregnant.

We were going to wait until the end of Sept/Oct to start trying, but we decided we were ready about a month and a half early. We got pregnant the first try, again, and Ian and Toby will be about 27 months apart.
In June, right after Toby's born, we'll celebrate 5 years of marriage, and I've been either pregnant, breastfeeding, or both, like I am now, the ENTIRE time. It's been an interesting 5 years, for sure, but I don't think I would change it. I've just learned that not everything goes as planned, and sometimes, husbands really suck at being responsible for birth control when their wives are wasted.

