One boy. One girl. It's the dream team. What more could we ask for? Why would we want to grow our family when we have one of each? But, it all stems down to, if me and Ali were to pass away, I wanted there to be loads of them to look out for one another and help each other. I want there to be so many shoes by the front door (that I'll get annoyed about everyday when I chuck into the shoe cupboard). I want there to be constant laughter in the house. The constant running up and down the stairs. The never-ending 'what's for dinner mum?' The race for the bathroom in the mornings. I've always wanted to be part of a big family.
I'm a sibling of three and there just wasn't the atmosphere I craved in a family. The warmth in an old-fashion farmhouse kitchen with the fire crackling in the corner. The cosy nights on the sofa with everyone's feet tangled up. I honestly just crave a massive family and inshaAllah I'm one more step closer making my dream team.
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