For all those who have posted on my other equally rambling threads, apologies for going on, AGAIN!
Situation so far is that DH & I have one cheeky, goreous 3.5yo who still doesn't sleep through - but that is another story. I veer from desperately wanting another (usually coinciding with ovulation) and being f***g terrified and appalled by the idea. DH is adamant that we are not having another, but then made no noises over unprotected sex last month.
I then went into a blind panic that I may be pg, which kind of makes me think I'm not REALLY up for a second.
I do not want DD to be an only child, I do not want her to have to cope witht he aged Ps on her own, nor have anyone to reminisce with. I do not feel I am a particularly maternal or natural mother. I am terrified of getting PND again. I am terrified of having a special needs child (feel I 'got away with it' last time as it all pg & birth went so well). I have no idea on the logistics of two. I fear I do not have the patience for two. I am worried about giving up my job & being a SAHM and reliant on DH for money (my work involves travel & nights away & would not want to do this with two). I am to an extent worried about the effects another pg will have on my already deteriorating body. I am worried I will look back with regret if I don't have another and also if I do. I feel I will have failed myself if I stick at one.
Is this normal? Do other people worry like this or am I indulging in the luxury of thinking about things too much??
I yearn for another baby to prove I can do it without falling apart, but sleepless nights, nappies, weaning, pushing prams.......and my ever dwindling self in terms of time and space. Is it worth it???