As above really.
I don’t think I could do this again.
The universe gave me one of the hardest babies there is.
A baby that hates the car, pushchair, anyone that isn’t us. Will not nap anywhere but home. Hates baby groups, has a 25 minute window of tolerance of being anywhere outside. Not weaning well. Suffers hugely with all the sleep regressions and teething. Moans constantly.
Nearly died twice, 7 emergency hospital admissions, multiple other hospital apppintments fitted into the first year. Constant anxiety about the known ongoing health condition. Pretty slow on the milestones ( not related to the condition).
Thats a brief synopsis. Needless to say we are both firmly one and done. We both don’t know how we could ever do it again. All our hobbies and enjoyment has been hugely reduced.
But then we both wonder if a sibling would be good as our family is tiny. There are no cousins. Occasionally there are glimmers of enjoyment and you forget all the horrors you’ve been through.
I love the idea of two lovely
adult kids but I really don’t think that is enough to want another.
I am a little curious as to what it would be like to have a baby that’s ‘normal’. I can’t imagine going out with a baby asleep in a pushchair or napping in the car to fit around a day out. I’m aware that there is a slim chance I’d get one of those.
Anyway, I was wondering if anyone else stopped at one after a traumatic first year OR went on to have another?