...to be a teeny bit sad?

[mamaduckbone]

In my family there’s a bit of a tradition of late ‘extra’ babies - I was born when my mum was in her 40s, and both grandmas also had late babies. It’s been a bit of a joke in our family that I’m now the ‘magic age’ and need to watch out this year.

Over Christmas I missed a pill, dh and I dtd, didn’t quite remember in time, so effectively could have been unprotected.

So, ever since, I’ve managed to convince myself of pregnancy symptoms, started planning how to tell people - it’s been a lovely little fantasy.

We have 2 great dcs, I would have loved a 3rd, dh didn’t...but I think he would have come round to the idea if it had happened accidentally.

We’re not in a financial position to have more children, and I always said I didn’t want to be an ‘old’ Mum like mine was, but even so, AIBU to be a little bit sad that AF arrived today...?

No. I am also a bit sad when the door of possibility or choice closes. I think many people feel a bit sad when they realise they won't have more children even when they have been lucky enough to have one or two already. End of an era and all that.

I'm sad every time af arrives. We're not trying for another baby. But I always have a tiny bit of hope at the back of my mind.

See, I’m not, generally, but I really had utterly convinced myself. There’s been loads of baby talk at work as well. I really need to shake off this ridiculous 42-year-old broodiness.

No.
Another child would be a bad idea for us for many reasons. Plus, the tiny issue of husband having had the snip for those reasons but still...
I had a few weird symptoms this month so took a test. I will admit I cried a little when it was negative. Daft. It was obviously going to be negative and being logical it was a good idea it was.
The thing is, I love my little family. It's perfect and I wouldn't want to do anything that might risk it.
So I "get it".