After 3 failed pregnancies and 2 years (on and off but more on than off) of TTC, I've finally accepted that we will forever be a single child family.
DD would love a sibling. I've always swung from one position to another - sometimes longing for another other times dreading the thought of trying to cope with two and losing some of my recently found "me time".
I worry about my DD growing up - she'll never be lonely as I have a large family but as the only grandchild on both sides she'll have less company of her own age although she has lots of friends.
She'll also bear the brunt of caring for us as we age and one day being an orphan which makes me sad.
I have a sibling as does dh so we have no idea what it means to be an only - only experience of friends who have all gone on to have 2 as they hated it.
But I did try! I tried my best and if she ever asks why I'll give her that explanation but I just don't think it was meant to be and Im a big believer that "what's for you won't go by you". It's just that having 2 children wasn't for us 🙁