My DD is now 2.4 and I find myself yearning for another. My DD was a particularly difficult baby and in many ways is still is a challenge. The whole experience of being parents was not what we expected (though we wouldn't change it), and I don't think anything could have prepared us. Our marriage took such a strain and I still feel like we're not where we were before DD. Somehow I think my husband resents our DD for changing our lives so dramatically and more so for taking all my attention by being exceptionally difficult and needy. I know he doesn't want another after his experience, he's made that clear, but I can't seem to come to peace with the fact that this may be my one and only child...
Anyone had to accept an only child when they secretly felt different?