I am very lucky to finally have one longed-for and very much appreciated DC and I try so hard to focus on this but we have little space and need to sell the pram and the Moses basket and all the little baby things that I love.
I know it's stupid and I have a fantastic toddler but it just feels so final that I won't be having another baby and it's breaking my heart.
Everyone seems to have two, three or more and I'm surrounded by bumps, going to toddler groups, there is no escape. I'm so envious and I hate myself for it. 
Any advice to help me snap out of it and stop mourning the bigger family I dreamt of please?