We recently had a pregnancy scare. It made me realize that I didn't want to have anymore kids. We have one. We love her to pieces. But I realized I'm quite happy with our life the way it is and don't want it to change.
I asked my hubby to get a vasectomy half jokingly a couple of days ago and I was honest about my feelings with being done having children. I say half joking because when we first got together he said he wouldn't do it until he was 40 (He is turning 32 next month) and I agreed that this was reasonable. Because if this I expected the request to be a hard no. But he said he'd think about it knowing it was mostly a joke and then agreed to talk to the doctor and it.
I guess I was surprised that he made up his mind so quickly. I told him this and asked to wait a couple of months just to let it settle in.
I guess it's just that there's something so final about it all. Isn't that weird? There's a sort of strange comfort in knowing that door is still hanging open a little bit. But I think once it's done it will be a relief knowing we don't have to worry so much.
So why on earth do I feel so nervous about it?