We have 5 and I'm toying with the idea of no. 6 but I seem to have become too paranoid to think about it rationally.
All I can do is worry about the possibility of something being wrong, ie what if my luck runs out kind of fear. I can't stop thinking how awful it would be to go for another one out of some kind of 'greed' for want of a better word, and then upset the apple cart if we had a child with a serious disability, or if something happened to me.
I'm also paranoid about something going wrong at the birth even though my births are totally straightforward.
Part of me thinks we should 'quit while we're ahead and part of me thinks 'Stop
HELP!!