My first MN post - thank you everyone who has posted, it is such a comfort to have you words of wisdom!
In particular to Goddess - I hear you and share your thoughts and anxiety on this. Gosh, it feels like such a lonely journey, doesn’t it? But in reading this, I see we are in good company and there are lots of great coping suggestions here on this thread.
DP and I both come from close families with siblings, so we always planned to have 2 children to ‘complete our family’. By choice (careers etc.), we came to parenthood late - we are both 44 and we have a DS now aged 4.5. We conceived quickly and had a dream pregnancy and birth, but we both really struggled with the demands of having a challenging baby in our early 40’s (terrible sleeper, didn't sleep through until 4yo). We didn’t have the energy to try for a sibling for 2 years, but we blindly believed that when we did, we would conceive quickly. TTC unsuccessfully for the next 2 years, then had a complicated mc at 11 weeks which left us both stunned (my son handled it brilliantly). In January this year, we decided to stop TTC, cancelled IVF and agreed we were very lucky to have what we do.
Since then, I have been emotionally torn about the second child that will never materialise. Some days I am fully bought into the decision we have made. On others, I am full of regret - of not starting a family younger, of not starting IVF sooner, I feel contempt for families with two children (or pregnant with the second), and judge them negatively (including those at my DS’s school :-0). I almost feel smug when I see a mother struggling with two children - thank goodness that’s not me etc. When I see families together (especially parents of our age) I cannot stop myself from calculating the age difference between parents/siblings and between the siblings themselves, and pondering whether it’s too late for us.
I torture myself (and DP) by suggesting every now and then we start TTC/reapply for IVF, but then we both talk ourselves out of that - how could we cope with the sleepless nights, the impact on DS and how it would break the wonderful family dynamic we finally have, the age difference between siblings would be too great now, the increase of problems given my age and mc history etc.
We have started to look into adoption, but my ambivalence means it’s doubtful this will come to anything.
I recognise thinking like this isn’t helping me move things forward, it is keeping me in a place I don’t like, and where I don’t like myself, and actually it is taking up energy that I could plough into being the best mummy I can be for my DS.
He has never known a sibling and probably never will - and whilst some days that makes me very very sad, he is happy, grounded and wonderfully social and likeable. Does his miss a sibling? No. He knows no different, and will be just fine without one. The issue (and solution) therefore is with me.
Have you tried writing both sides of the argument down, and referring back to this when you’re feeling overwhelmed? It has really given me some clarity and helped me break the frustrating thought cycle - I’ve put some of mine here (just a quick brain dump, not the most articulate!).
- DH and I will die and he will be left alone —> good, strong, genuine friendships require investment but when they are established, they are just as good as family
- DS is lonely —> in moments, probably yes, but this teaches my son to self-amuse and to be creative in his own thought process
- DS won’t have a sibling to be his moral companion/he will be more swayed by external influences/people —> with exposure to a broad circle of friends, my son can learn to be discerning and learn who to trust
- DP and myself are (and probably will always be) his best friends —> there isn’t anything wrong with this in moderation, and when he makes more friends his age, he’ll realise we’re old fogeys anyway!
- Siblings benefit from someone to play with, and develop better social skills —> the most gregarious, socially adept people in my wide circle of friends, colleagues and family are more often than not singletons
When I feel very down and feel I have in some way disadvantaged my son by not giving him a sibling, I google ‘successful only children’ and realise the world is full of people who are balanced, successful, happy, contributors who have benefitted from being only children. Not so much a ‘lonely only’ as a ‘super only’!