I would love the thoughts of you lovely bunch/vipers. this is such a difficult decision to make.
I’m 37, have one DD, she’s almost 2yo.
I do want to have a second child, and for DD to have a sibling.
For lots of reasons, I didn’t get to invest in my career. Some are mental health related, my 20s were quite dysfunctional, there was substance abuse (which hasn’t been a problem for years) and low self-esteem/self worth. I have had lots of therapy, slowly improved my mental health and am doing much better, but it does feel like I am my lifelong project.
I now have a stable life and have some solid ideas about what to retrain in, which I hadn’t had before - everything seemed insurmountable before.
but having a second child would mean to put career development/satisfaction on hold. I could, of course, delay by a few years, but it’s something with a long pathway, and there’s my age. And would have to be done whilst working, and with 2 small children.
I also don’t know if starting again is something that won’t break me. Having a child is HARD (newsflash), 2 is harder, and I miss having more freedom to do certain things.
DD’s pregnancy was difficult. I developed perinatal OCD, I had treatment for it, but it’s still a struggle and very disturbing sometimes, even if much reduced from the point it got to when DD was a few months old.
I also nearly died giving birth to her, after developing some, freak, out of the blue life threatening cardiac problems during the EMCS, necessary because DD was very unwell too. It could have been so bad. Anything from highly disabled, brain damage, to death, were entirely possible outcomes both for DD and for me. Thank fuck and modern medicine, we’re both alive and well.
I have had the all clear but it would be a high risk pregnancy.
on the practical side, we’re in a good position - almost in a position to buy a house, and we would do it nearer family so would have a bit more support.
Our combined income is good (London is so expensive though).
DH is a loving, caring, involved partner and father, who does his fair share at home and is very supportive of my career aspirations.
DH is on the fence and can’t decide either. He lives with the trauma of almost losing us. He also wonders if starting again is the right choice.
I can’t decide. But am also aware that time is not on my side. Really, I would have to get pregnant by the end of the year.