I am mum to a wonderful little boy who I love so completely.
My husband really wants a second child in the near future. I'm not against raising a second tiny human but I just do nit think I can go through pregnancy or birth again and my desire for a second child is certainly nowhere near strong enough to over-ride my dislike and fear of having another.
My pregnancy was uncomplicated, some morning sickness and generally feeling crappy and uncomfortable, as you do but nothing horrendous, no HE, bleeds, SPD etc. But I hated every second of my pregnancy. I was sweaty, uncomfortable and just didn't feel like my body as my body.
The birth was horrid, though not by others standards. My contractions seemed to ramp up quickly, my waters went with a comedy pop and gush I progressed OK but then after pushing for 2 hours they slowed, I was transferred to the labour ward and out on a drip, contractions started again with a bang but by that point I'd been pushing for 3 hours and had been up for almost 24. I was exhausted, had no pain relief (it was refused as it was slowing my labour) and I ended up with an episiotomy and forceps delivery. DS was unaffected by it all, and at no point was he in distress. The forceps were by far the most distressing and painful thing I have ever experienced.
Following the birth I had retained placenta and needed surgery, it was found that part of my placenta was adhered to the uterine wall but came away well and had no long term issues. I lost a litre of blood.
I appreciate that my labour was not 'difficult' or 'traumatic' compared to many but for me it was horrific. Everyone, both pre and post birth said that I'd forget about the pain and it would be worth it. As far as I'm concerned that is a bigger lie than Santa Clause. I remember every detail, have flashbacks and nightmares about it and as much as I hate to say it, it was not worth it. Had I known how bad it would be I would never have got pregnant (I've never been mega maternal).
Husband was present at the birth and is aware of how tough it was for me, he found i difficult too and was surprised at how hard it was. But focuses on the Dr saying 'second births are easier'.
I've had some therapy through my GP, and the therapist didn't feel it was necessary - I'd had a traumatic experience, I wanted to avoid having another and it was an avoidable and unnecessary act (unlike something such as getting in the car) and my reaction was both understandable and justified and she'd be wrong to mitigate my feelings as they were not intrusive or harmful to me. TBH it was nice to have someone say I wasn't over-reacting and play down my experience!
But that leads my husband and I to an impasse. I am adamant I will not have a second child, he is utterly bereft. Should I tell him to find someone else? Seems a bit dramatic but I can't take away his desire for children anymore that he can force me to carry a second one. Neither of us will change our mind.