I'll start by saying I know how lucky we are to have a child, so I realise this is already a privileged position to be in!
But I always wanted more than one and I'm really struggling to make peace with not doing that. We've often talked about having a second but realistically know it's probably not an option given our circumstances, and have had more serious conversations recently to that effect. Hearing it out loud broke my heart. My partner's initial enthusiasm for it has definitely waned now that DC has more of a personality, as he's worried of the effect it would have on their happiness (although partner has also said 'we'll know when the time is right' - but at 35 and 41, and given our situation - renting, no savings, partner not currently working, no family support - I don't think that 'right' time will ever happen).
I know that bringing another child into the mix would most likely be detrimental to all of us, and in particular our current DC. And of course I know that we might not be so lucky as to conceive anyway, and another DC could have a disability or one of us could become ill or die and our whole situation become even more perilous.
But it's all I can think about. I want to experience being a mother to two children (I always wanted three so two feels like a compromise already - ridiculous I know). I want another child. I want my child to have a sibling (and I speak as someone not particularly close to their own siblings). I don't feel complete as a family of three. I don't want to be the sole playmate for my DC and want them to have someone else in their life than me and their dad. I'm so worried I'll just become increasingly sad about it as the years go by, and that it will cloud all the other positive experiences I'm having.
I know it's stupid and selfish but I don't seem to be able to shake these feelings no matter how much I know that practically the decision makes sense. Is anyone else in the same position, or been in the same position and managed to come to terms with it? Do I need to accept that I'll always be sad but just do a better job of focussing on the positives? Does the sadness eventually subside after a certain point - maybe it's hormones making me feel this way right now because my body is still fertile - as far as I know - so my biology is overruling my sense?