I am 37 and have a nearly 4 year old daughter. Husband is the same age as me. Life is pretty sweet; we have a happy household and we have equal input in raising our daughter, both working full time. We struggled to have DD - she was our 6th attempt at IVF - due to my absolute lack of periods/severe PCOS. Bizarrely, since DD my periods are as regular as clockwork.
We actually both agree that we are happy with one child. And honestly, I don’t think I can be arsed to go through pregnancy and the early days of babyhood now. At 4, DD is extremely portable, I just feel that more of the world opens back up to you when you emerge from those baby/toddler days.
but why do I feel like I’m on the precipice of regretting this one day? I’ll admit that I sometimes go down a rabbit hole which ultimately concludes that only children never feel a sense of belonging and feel generally lonely. I have a great relationship with my brother and I sometimes feel sad that she’ll never experience that thing you have with a sibling that you can’t quite put your finger on.
I don’t really know what the solution is here so I suppose - AIBU to worry that we’re doing her a disservice by not giving her a sibling?!