Yep I remember walking the dog in the countryside at the back of our home, on a beautiful Summer's day, heavily pregnant with my 2nd, and my two year old son toddling along happily in front of me, and thinking 'it's never going to be the same' and feeling incredibly emotional.
He had been the light of my life, my little companion for two years ... and the baby in my belly was going to change all that
I needn't have worried. From the time she arrived, she was adored, by her parents and especially by her older brother. As they grew together he had a friend, playmate and companion and both children, although different were loved equally and still are.
Now young adults they are still the best of friends and in fact were out on the lash last night haha! They are both still at home (when not away at uni) and both bring me the greatest joy, in different ways.
I do however know of a couple, who chose not to have any further children because of thinking they couldn't love them as much as their first and only. They lavished all their love and attention on him and dare I say it, he grew up to be very spoiled. Before anyone jumps down my throat I'm not saying that applies to all only children of course - but in this of this couple it did. He was their little prince– expensive private school, the lot.
Now the son lives abroad and they don't see him from one year to the next.