So for years before we had a kid, we had said we didn't want kids. Kids are loud and annoying, they steal all of your time and energy and money, and the worst part is you can't just hand them back to their rightful owners and walk away. Let's never have kids.
And then we decided to have kid(s). And it was sort of easier and harder to do that than I thought. I got pregnant at least 3 times that first year and then lost them within the first couple weeks, twice due to self-inflicted lack of carefulness and once due to nature. It was easy because I was getting pregnant, but hard because it kept ending which is depressing plus when you're trying to get pregnant you already have to be careful and miss out on some things.
So I assumed it would continue to be easy to get pregnant. But then in the second year of trying I was bleeding super lots (like getting my period every 2 weeks) and not getting pregnant. And when I mentioned the extra bleeding to my doctor, at the same time as mentioning that I thought I'd been slightly pregnant several times the previous year, she got a look on her face like she didn't believe me and then asked no follow-up questions. I figured if she wasn't concerned about the bleeding then I didn't need to be either.
Turns out I should have been concerned. Because I somehow ended up getting pregnant later that year, and when I told the obstetrician about the bleeding she said I should get it checked out, after everything was back to normal.