Most men, it’s fair to say, have to be dragged kicking and screaming to get a vasectomy. Not my husband. After our two children were born, Matt, then 34, was insistent he was having the snip.
There were to be no more babies for us. On this, he was absolutely immovable.
Not because he didn’t love our children – a girl and boy, now six and four. He adored them. And not because he wasn’t a good and supportive husband. He was.
In fact, he was insistent on his vasectomy because he loved me.
Matt had his operation in January 2024 because my care
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