Lol - that's a good one! I had really hoped to have one biological child and then adopt 1 or 2 more. But, God had other plans. I used to be terrified of any medical procedures, and just going for my yearly checkup was a nightmare for me. Well, 3 years of fertility got me over that! I once told my doctor that I had gotten so used to spreading my legs whenever I saw a white coat that I had scared the milkman. I swear, I had more intimacy going on with their medical equipment than I did with my husband! Anyway, all's well that ends well.
Take care!