Your age when baby came/comes

So I know I don't have the turn out like some of our other famous bloggers who asks a question and gets 200 responses ;)
BUT....
I was thinking about my age when I had Logan vs. how old I was having Miles vs. how old a lot of my friends are in my neighborhood when they had children etc...
I was 23 when I got married. I Had been dating Dave since I was 18 yrs old, so we were together for almost 5 yrs when we got married.
We planned on waiting a good 3-4 yrs to have children. We were (will be again) big travelers. We'd drop everything to go somewhere new. We went to Austria and the Czech Republic for our honeymoon for 3 weeks. Dave previously went to Europe alone for a month with only a backpack on his back. We didn't require anything fancy. Traveling, while expensive of course didn't cost us as much as it could have.
We had been married for about 4 1/2 months when our 'oops' night happened. A valentines celebration, little wine...no protection...boom...pregnant.
Now, before you think that I should have known it would have happened, let me remind you, I never get my period. OK, not NEVER, but maybe 3 times a year. I don't ovulate regularly, or basically at all. Later I would know I have high FSH which is a diminished ovarian reserve...after 8(I think) rounds of clomid only one ovulation occurred.
So, of course we joked about it the next 2 weeks (it was literally the only time we had unprotected sex...ever up to that point!) but with my history, I figured it was absolutely impossible.
I remember so well buying the test. We went grocery shopping and snuck the test in with the groceries. We didn't want anyone to see us buying it! Until the 16yr old cashier scanned it and laughed and showed it to the bagger and HE laughed and then they started a conversation about it...asked if we were old enough(duh!)...what we wanted the result to be etc...
We got home and I went straight to the bathroom while Dave started putting the groceries away. I left it there, knowing it would be negative and started helping with the groceries.
We went to look at it and there it was, 2 lines. We joked (I freaked on the inside) and threw it away. About 5 minutes later I got it out to make sure it still had 2 lines. It did. Dave was in the livingroom watching the Packers, and I sat down and started crying. How could I at 23 be pregnant! I didn't know how to be pregnant! I never thought about it! Dave was so darn perfect at that moment and just was totally happy with the situation. He just was so calm. I'll never forget. Then he went and got a beer out of the fridge and said, "ooh! I guess you'll not be having one of THESE with me for awhile."
Of course I was totally naive and didn't think of all the things that could have happened at that time. Which, to be honest, I'm so glad I could experience it that way the first time. Needless to say everyone was shocked.
By the time Logan was born, I had turned 24 two months earlier. In that short 9 months, we moved out of an apartment and built our house. The whole neighborhood is at least 10 yrs older than us. I remember one day when Dave, I and my mother in law where here checking out the latest updates we met one of our neighbors who thought that it was my MIL moving in. She figured I was the child.
I definitely live in a neighborhood where people chose career first and family later. Which is totally fine as I probably would have done the same.
If we wouldn't have lost our second pregnancy, Logan and that baby would have only been 17 months or so apart (planned)
Now, I am 27 and I can tell you that there is so much different from when I was 24 and a new mother to now when I am 27 and a new mother.
I don't know if it is all the crap that happened in between, but I DO feel so much better prepared for motherhood at this age vs the age I was with Logan.
It could also just be because I had done it all once already...who knows.
I do wonder if we would have stuck to our plans on waiting for 3-4 yrs what would be different in my life right now.
I'm positive we wouldn't live here in this house as it was a speedy 'we can't have a baby in this small apartment' decision. I wonder what career path my life would have taken, and how I as a person would be different.
There are pros and cons for each option.
Each family has their own reasoning for the path they choose, if they have a choice at all. Some feel the college they paid for would be wasted if they had children early, or that they want to define themselves before it isn't about them anymore, or simply that they just aren't ready.
Others feel that they know they are going to have children, no sense waiting...career isn't important at that time...they'll be young Grandparents etc...and they go for it.
The funny thing is the VAST age difference having children these days. Mothers in their teens all the way up to mothers in their 40's. 20+ year age differences.
When Logan was a baby and I would try to get involved in playgroups I would always stick out as the young one. I never really fit in with women 10+yrs older than me at that time. (I looked younger than what I was. I've been a SAHM Logans entire life, and there weren't many SAHM's here in their early 20's in any of the places I was looking I guess) Its easier now that I'm 27 and not that young anymore. There of course are always older moms at playgroups, and many times younger moms...not always though. But like I said, its easier now that I have more to talk about that we all can relate to. I do fit in for the most part, but many moms still look at me as the 'young one'(there really should be more support for the 'young ones' IMO who don't have many mommy friends and who feel a bit out of the loop...anyway)
I do however sometimes look at my neighbors who ARE 10+ yrs older just now having kids. They've had their career, have nice things that we can't afford and sometimes I'm jealous of that. I wonder if sometimes they're jealous of the fact that we were so young when we started?
Seeing women are having babies at such different ages these days it makes you wonder what it will be like when Logan is in say, 3rd grade and has his best friends. Will the moms fit together and be a part of their childrens friendship or be all over the spectrum and not have much in common?
When Logan graduates highschool, I'll be 41, 44 when Miles graduates. I can't imagine just starting out at that time.
Its a great time to be a mom though, isn't it? We have so many choices and freedom to do just about anything we want...early or late or right in the middle.
So, tell me about your circumstance. Is it what you wanted or assumed your life would be?
How do you feel about it all?