I hope I don't say anything to upset anyone. I just feel really low this week and I want to write it all down somewhere anonymous.
We have a little boy - 3 and a half. I will admit that I barely got through the first year. He was very colicky and a real crier.
We've been trying for a sibling for about a year now. We paid for basic tests privately and I am ovulating and my husband's sperm is all fine, but nothing has happened.
My husband has said he wants to leave it now and get the snip. We are a happy gang of three and life is lovely and well balanced.
I am ashamed that I feel a relief. I am ashamed that I am happy to put my hands up and go along without a fight. That this is the easy option and I haven't tried hard enough, I don't have permission to give up.
It feels like the universe has perhaps decided that I don't have what it takes. My son is such a well behaved boy out and about but he can be quite intense with me when we are at home. He has a cold this week, my husband is away with work and last night after nursery he was pushing me to my limit. And then I shout at him to stop whining and I know I've scared him, he says "you're being naughty to me mummy" 
I just feel pathetic. I have an intense full time job but I just fail at being a mum. I can't even cope with two hours after nursery even though someone else has cared for him all day.
It's for the best I'm not having another. I probably shouldn't have had my son, and now he's stuck with a useless mum and no siblings to share it all with.
I'm sorry, I know that's a depressing read but I just feel so sad and conflicted
I just needed to put it all out there.