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One sceptical mother (of two)

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Ends and beginnings

So, the world ends tomorrow and I’ve just found out I’m pregnant. I can’t help feeling these two things are connected.

While it’s not a complete surprise – after all, we were having sex and sex makes babies – it’s certainly happened a lot faster than we thought it would. Somewhat like the Swiss arriving to a party (“but you said it starts at 8pm!”) ¬†or builders that actually finish a job on time, it’s welcome development that’s come far earlier than expected.

We’d planned to have kids, and figured at some point in the next year would be good as I am over 35, and had – if not embraced all the things you are meant to do to encourage fertility – stopped diligently and enthusiastically preventing conception from happening.

We did this about 6 weeks ago. I am now 5 weeks’ pregnant.

I don’t know whether to congratulate our bits on their fecundity or curse them roundly for not waiting until after the Christmas holidays and we’d had a chance to drink a few of the nice bottles of champagne we bought for the occasion.

The funny thing is that my biological clock has always been on snooze – while I like kids, I’ve never felt the huge yearning many people get for children, and babies to me are intrinsically less interesting than puppies, kittens and pygmy hippos of all varieties. I had assumed my uterus would be similarly disinterested and take a good bit of kick-starting but no, apparently it’s in a huge rush to have a baby.

Well, that or beat the end of the world.

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