I always envisioned having 2 kids.
We had DS (now 5) and DH was umming and aahing on having another.
I kept asking him for years to discuss and decide if we would have another, he was open to it but happy to kick the can down the road with the decision. Effectively making the decision by doing so, or so I feel. (Kids are of course a joint decision and both parents need to be on board! )
DS is now 5 and has never asked for a sibling (not that it would ever be his decision but the thought hasn’t even crossed his mind), I’m in my late 30s and the further I get from the baby stage, the less I want to go back to it.
It means I can afford nicer things for DS, holidays, help with any university fees and house deposits and give him a good start in life. I would be able to invite a friend on holiday with us and overall hopefully give him a wonderful life.
As time ticks on, I wonder if one was just meant to be and is the right decision for us.
Sometimes I still wonder about a second but life is good right now.
When or how did you know one was the right decision for you?