So, after much soul searching and internal debate, I/we decided no more children. I feel relieved but sad too.
Sad because I don’t get to experience the wonderfulness of it all again, sad because my boy will never have a sibling.
Relieved because life felt on hold.
I had three miscarriages before my boy (who is 4), and I’ve had three miscarriages since him. I’m 43. I have to work, my parents are in their 70’s and I suffer from bad anxiety (health). It’s just for the best all round that we don’t try again.
I’d love to hear uplifting stories/examples of having only one child or of being an only child. My boy is very happy and sociable (and utterly adored), and we have lots of friends and a nice family, I’m sure he’ll remain very happy. But I do have a heavy heart I must say...