Hi all,
Sorry this may be a long post and all over the place so please bear with me!
I have a ds (who is great) however I’m here lying in bed getting myself all worked up and anxious over the internal battle of deciding whether I want another child.
Back story: throughout my entire pregnancy I had HG I was in hospital a few times and I really just found pregnancy so difficult it completely wiped me out, myself and ds father broke up whilst I was pregnant and to say things were hard would be an understatement. Fast forward to after ds was born I found being a parent really hard the night feeds, the sole responsibility, not knowing why ds was crying, all of it really. I didn’t really get much help from ds father either. Looking back I think I had PND it took months for me to feel like me, I went months and months not caring about my appearance in the slightest (I was just too tired) I would force myself to go out for a walk and truthfully the only reason I did was because ds would only nap if he was being pushed or driven around. Fast forward about 7-8 months ds father literally became the best father to ds overnight he started pulling his weight and really parenting ds. From there me and ds father began talking about our relationship again and trying to repair the damage, we are back together after months and months of working out if this was what was best for us and ds. I feel like I’m not ‘done’ with having more children however I recognise just how hard it was with ds and honestly I just don’t know if I could do it all again my worry is that ds was a relatively ‘easy’ baby and if I found parenting a relatively ‘easy’ baby hard how am I going to cope with a baby who perhaps isn’t as ‘easy’. In all honesty I found parenting ds a lot easier when I went back to work and x4 full days a week he was at nursery (I know it sounds terrible!) but what gives me the most anxiety really and keeps me awake at night thinking about it is: I think back to those newborn days and I really don’t know how I managed to do it and if I felt like that the second time around I seriously don’t know if I would be able to give my ds the time and attention he deserves it worries me so much, when I think that I won’t give him the time and attention and how he will feel, I would never even consider having a second child if I knew my ds felt unloved, pushed out because I just couldn’t manage to give both children the time and attention they deserve. I know this sounds silly but I feel like I was robbed of the lovely newborn stage, ds was an extremely foreword baby by 8 months he was walking and extremely independent for an 8 month baby and with everything that was going on for me personally I just existed in that day.
I’m Reading this back and thinking to myself why are you even contemplating another child but I just can’t shake the feeling that I might possibly want another child.
Has anyone been through anything similar or any helpful advice either for or against? It would be so greatly appreciated!
Sorry again if this post is all over the place I just find it so hard putting what I’m feeling into words.