I was 33 and starting to get twitchy. In fact, I was starting to chew my hand off in desperation. My biological clock starting ticking so loud it kept me awake at night. I found it increasingly hard to write positive comments under my friends' wedding/baby/happy family pictures on Facebook. And I started to wonder if Olly was ever going to notice the grey hairs.
We had The Conversation and decided to get married and have kids - in that order.
So we got married. Then I got really depressed. (DESPITE the fact I'd married Olly, not because of it). I got prescribed antidepressants but I decided not to take them, because I wanted to start trying for a baby. I was 35 by this point and my knuckles were gnawed down to the bone in places. So I did some things to improve my life naturally. I started meditating. I exercised. I tried to do less and set my standards lower. And it worked. One year on, I was much happier, much calmer and much more able to deal with my life.