I wrote a letter to my daughter (see below). It really helped me as part of the process. I am torn as I love the freedom and the ability to be able to afford adventure for the three of us. I think the only person that is worried about the only is me; the dog, guinea pigs, husband and daughter are all super happy.. and when I search deep my want is more a societal need ( I have never had anyone probe Poppy's 'onlyness ) I openly discussed this with my husband and we agreed that if I was married to someone else I would have had a second but I am not. The having a second with someone else would have been happy and supportive because it would have been an all round agreed decision. Having a second with my husband would be an unhappy decision - so its about protecting and embracing what I have.
My beautiful Girl,
I am writing this letter to you whilst you are five. You are a happy, beautiful, funny girl and are simply everything that I wanted in a daughter. I am constantly amazed about how I can possibly love you more and more each day and feel so lucky to have you in my life. I felt however, that I wanted to explain to you why we decided not to have a second child, a decision which tore me apart for a good three years and even now I am jittery over the topic.
The first thing I need to state was the decision not to have a second was nothing to do with you. I had a dream pregnancy, you slept through from 9 weeks, your tantrums were mild and practically non-existent and not only did I love you I actually liked spending my days with you.
So why you probably ask…
Daddy worked away lots and I had no family around when you were growing up. On top of this I was also the main earner and we were dependent on my salary. Balancing work, childcare, finances, etc was simply tough on my own. Whilst Daddy loved you more than anything in the world, he also likes his own time and space and for him, whilst he would have a second child and would have loved a second child it would not make him happy. For me, I felt, the sacrifices of having a second would compromise too much and I wanted to protect my relationship with Daddy, which was happy and would be in danger of moving to resentment, my relationship with you which was extraordinarily strong, against my own needs of being able to recharge. My main driver for a second child was to provide you with a sibling, but the reality was, you did not want a sibling, did not like playing with younger children and babies were just not your thing. You may look back at that statement and think what was I doing how can a five year old really know what they do or do not want but it was where we were at the point in time.
I was very conscious of wanting to ensure that you felt secure and safe in the world, and tried the best I could to help you develop bonds with cousins, my cousins children and my closest friends children to give you the best set up for the future. It nagged me that you could not share you childhood memories of our family with anyone and I worried about the burden I would place on you when we were older and ultimately leaving you in the world on your own when we passed. And at this stage being a mother again at 40 and daddy a father again at 43 nearly 44 would push us into the old age category!
Financially, we could have afforded a second, it would have been tight as the lack of support and need to work would have meant putting a lot of money into childcare, and I felt at odds with paying someone else to look after our children, but we equally could not afford not to work. We also felt we could expose you to more adventures and experiences as we had the resources to do this with just the one and I had all the time I wanted to help and support you in all and everything that you do. You spent weekends all over the place with my Army friends, camping, cousins etc so you were rarely on your own. I remember one summer day when you were 4 and there were a gaggle of your friends in the playroom, I saw you sitting in the swing on your own and went over to talk to you. You said mummy, I just want to be on my own! That was you, you loved the buzz of your friends but there always came a time when you had enough and wanted to be on your own!
Our bond was also extraordinary, I saw my friends cursing their children, preying for the holidays to end, whereas I was always sad when our holidays ended, I loved that you genuinely enjoyed spending time with us, as well as your friends and at age 5 you asked to move into or bedroom so we put your bed at the foot of ours.
As I look at you now, you are the most content happy child ever, and I very much hope you remain happy and healthy in the years to come. Maybe a somewhat silly statement but if you become a mother yourself in the future you will realise that it is all you want for your child. I hope our bond remains as strong as it is right now and I hope I can move on from the guilt I feel and you do not grow to resent our decision in the years to come.
Every decision I make you are at the centre of, I cannot imagine life without you and you teach and show me new things every day.
I hope this someway goes to explain your ‘only’ status, we feel are very much the three musketeers as we are now and we tend to have a band of merry men that supports us including the dog and our guinea pigs!
All my love,
Mummy x