After 26 months agonising, we are on our second cycle now of ttc number 3!
I’m one of 3 and have always wanted 3. I told DH this on our second date and he said he only wanted 1/2… so the debate started! My first was NOT an easy baby, in every way. And after her, I was more open to only 2. For lots of reasons. I had been very ill in pregnancy, I was aware that having 3 meant less time and energy for each child, and suddenly having my gorgeous daughter be real in front of me, it felt like a third would just be taking away from her.
During my second pregnancy with my son, I was very very ill again and thought I can never do this again. In fact, the first thing I said after he was born is “thank F* I never have to do that again!”… but then day 3 hit… and my son was such an easy baby in comparison and fitted in so easily and my daughter utterly adored him from day one… and I looked at them both and this deep longing in my stomach said “this can’t be my last baby!”. So I agonised over it for a long time, constantly googling having 3 etc DH wasn’t keen. Head wise obviously having 2 makes more sense in nearly every way, but the longing for one more and the desire for my children to have another sibling for life, just got louder.
Then last spring I fell pregnant by one fluke five days before I ovulated! Sadly I had an early miscarriage but that led to DH and I to have a proper conversation. He said he’s content with 2 but if it’s this important to me, he’s happy to have another.
I’m now terrified! And question if this is mad, but am just going with it. Just one more time. I definitively don’t want anymore!!
(and a puppy one day though!)