For Keltie Maguire, there wasn't one specific conversation that helped her decide whether or not to have children.
In fact, she was on the fence about the choice for a decade.
"When I met my husband, I was 27, and we always talked about kids as a future thing, not very detailed but saying things like 'when we have kids' or 'if we have kids'," Keltie told Mamamia.
"I just found myself continuously postponing it and having a lot of anxiety flip-flopping back and forth, of course, staring at the (biological) clock. In my early 30s, I said 'I'm just going to postpone this until I'm 35.' And then 35 rolled around, and I still didn't know what I wanted."
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"I had such a feeling of dread around the decision, it felt beyond just a normal feeling of 'I'm not ready for this' which a lot of mums will tell you happens. I really didn't feel ready, which led me to question if this was just not something I actually wanted."
While Keltie saw many examples of individuals or couples who knew they never wanted children or didn't really like children — and so were therefore completely confident in their decision — she didn't fall into either of those camps.

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The journey to contentment with this decision wasn't an easy one on my part.
I grew up in a tumultuous household, as a girl, I always thought "when I have kids I'm going to do this or that and my kids will have the life I never did".
Then I hit 30 and it was like that clock starting tolling like Big Ben in my head and heart. My husband never wanted children, I knew this and contemplated leaving him until one day all that internal noise just stopped when I realised having a child wouldn't heal me, I need to do that myself. Along with this, was realising I wanted a baby, not a 9 year old that asks a million questions and needs school pick up and drop offs or a teenager that needs to be driven around everyone. And then there was the dark realisation that as much as I swore to myself I would be different, I couldn't guarantee I would never raise a hand to my child since that reaction to frustration and overwhelm is so engrained in me from my own upbringing.
So that was that really. At the end of the day, I would rather regret not having kids than having them and wishing I didn't.