I am a 21-year-old married woman, mother of 3-year-old quads.

I met my husband when I was 16 and we married when we were 18. I got pregnant on our honeymoon. We wanted to have babies and we wanted to have a baby at 18, and we had just gotten married and we were now adults (here it's 18 not 21 like in the States). We married three weeks after I turned 18 and he had been 18 for two months.

So we wanted a baby and we made one. When we got back from our honeymoon we lived at his parents' house for four months and bought our own house. We needed a big house because we had just found out that we wouldn't just be having one baby, not two, not three, but four. We moved into our house when I was 5 months along and it was really fun making up the babies' nursery.

We had lived in our house for one month when I started to feel contractions so we went to the hospital. They said that I needed to keep them inside for as long as possible. I stayed at the hospital for three weeks and I gave birth to four beautiful angels, three girls and one boy.

Girl 1: Maddie Toska
Girl 2: Zoe Grace
Boy: Preston Wyatt
Girl 3: Piper Milly

They stayed at the hospital for two months after their birth and there were little complications after their birth.

But now everything is perfect. We have four healthy, beautiful kids and at now 21, I am pregnant with our fifth and sixth children, a boy and a girl to be named:

Boy: Milan William
Girl: Phoebe Jane

Hope you liked reading my story, because it felt so good to me having to write what happened to me and my husband. I also wanted to say that our kids were planned and even though we weren't wanting so many of them, they are all so welcome.