I always knew I wanted kids. 100 percent. I was fortunate to conceive them the first month I tried. I was only 23 when I was ready. They’re grown up now and I have grandchildren, too, and I enjoy them immensely. There’s literally nothing wrong about deeply wanting kids. If I couldn’t have conceived, I’d have found some way to have them. There’s no way I wouldn’t have had kids. This is not in any way negative.