[The photo above was taken on our trip to Bali in 2012.]
Growing up, I always thought I would have a large family. I'm one of four children and loved having siblings. (Unless you ask my mother who says I always complained I wanted to be an only child!)
I also come from a very large, extended family and after a childhood filled with wonderful memories of being surrounded by children my own age, it seemed natural to want the same when I started a family.
Mike's only one of two children so when we started planning for children, we thought three would be a good number.
Then, Hunter and Charlotte came along sixteen months apart. Their quick succession, combined with other challenges meant we decided that two might be the perfect number for us.
Just recently, I've been filled with the overwhelming sense that our family isn't quite complete. It's such a strong emotion that it sometimes catches me completely offguard. Mike and I have discussed the possibility of another baby, but at the moment, he's content with our little family just the way it is.
I've spoken to a couple of close friends about my longing for another baby and have realised that the decisions behind choosing how many children you have are intensely personal. Some people seem to have always known how many children they would have and for others, it's a very fluid decision.
So I'm interested to hear from you - have you always known how many children you wanted to have or has the number changed as you have entered different phases of your life?