Hey mumsnetters,
Not quite sure if this is the correct place for this, I certainly feel a bit unreasonable right now and you've always given honest and helpful advice.
To the point. I have a gorgeous 18mo DD. Horrendous pregnancy in the mental health department. Depression, anxiety, the whole lot. Wasn't even sure if I wanted the one child (of course now very happy I did). The pregnancy and the first 6 months of her life were absolute hell. I was so depressed and anxious during the pregnancy we hadn't even named her, every day was a constant panic attack, unrelated I had lost my job. Couldn't bond with her when she was born. She was diagnosed with a medical issue. It was such a horrible, horrible mess. I still have a bit of PTSD from the experience I think. Can't think of it without feeling panicky and ill. This experience on top of my introversion and predisposition to only wanting one child makes me think I should stop with my lovely DD. DH is on board with either one or two.
Now BIL has announced they are expecting a second in April and now SIL has announced they are working on a second. I am an only child for reference. Ever since they've announced this I've been so very upset and crying over the idea that I want a second as well! I am so sad that my little one is really no longer a baby anymore and that I felt like depression robbed me of DD's babyhood... I never got that beautiful experience of having an infant. It breaks my heart, I am so sad over it. Haven't really told DH but I cry on my way to work and cry hugging DD... clinging to her... knowing how fast she's growing.
The thing is though, I PANIC at the thought of a second changing the relationship I have now with DD and having to juggle raising another. I have a deep bond with DD now. Love her to bits. I enjoy our simple and quiet lifestyle, the 3 of us, and being able to just focus on her and have my own activities as well. I know that would change with a second and I have a strong feeling I would not like the reality of life with two kids, and that's not something you can redo. I'm mostly happy now save for these pangs of sadness. Like I said I grew up an only and I very much enjoyed the special bond I had with my mum and going shopping with her, getting coffees, special holidays. Then I get sad about DD potentially being alone when we're gone... I know siblings are never a guarantee of getting along or being supportive but I have DH and DD now. What if she never marries and has this support system... I go round and round with these thoughts. May I just say I was fine until BIL/SIL announced this!! Now I've gone down the rabbit hole.
Very kind of heart wrenching for some reason mulling this over. I know I should be happy with my gorgeous DD but I feel like part of me is missing... don't know if that means I want another or if I'm mourning the loss of her babyhood. Now I'm wondering if I'm making some sort of awful choice or if DD will hate being an only!
MN what do I do here? AIBU? Is this some strange manifestation of baby fever? Can anyone relate or can you give me some perspective a few years down the line? I feel crazy and alone and confused.