Awh I am SO glad I replied at the right time and you found it helpful. It’s so hard.
We have three one child friends. I met one pregnant on Peanut (app for pregnant people, don’t love it; met an absolute mad woman on there once and had to seriously dodge her all mat leave, but my mate who’s one and done too is lush) and the other two are friends from nursery.
I also found lots more one and doners at work too - there’s a parenting networking group at work and met some there. (I work for a large company). Several of my female colleagues are one and done, had kids in late thirties. We live in London and I think due to the cost of the city having kids late and stopping at one is very normal.
I used to follow some one and done accounts on insta. It was helpful but over time I unfollowed. I think it was when the rawness of our new permanent reality has settled (new because beforehand I always believed we’d have another and it would just work out whereas now I know in my heart that isn’t the case), I just didn’t want to always be reminded of it. And I’m also not a lover of smugness. I hate people who boast about how easily they’ve had kids but equally I can’t stand people are so smug about being one and done. Insta accounts are targeting an algorithm of opposites so you rarely get a neutral view.
There are a few nice one and done groups on Facebook, I find that better as I rarely am on Facebook so only look at it when I feel I’d find it helpful.
Another thing that helped me is looking into the research around poor mental health in parenting and the impact of bad mental health on your children and the long term implications. I was a broken woman last year - cried everyday for six months and just lost myself entirely to anger and sadness. And I could see it was affecting my little boy in small ways. I think what hit me was that the three months after losing the baby girl was such a blur. And I just didn’t want to lose any more of my son’s childhood to trying, grief and trauma. It had to stop for him, and I had to get better for the baby I had that was living.
Also when you look around, most of my friends with multiple kids aren’t doing well. And im not happy about that, it doesn’t make me feel better I wouldn’t wish our fertility and loss journey on anyone etc. But the reality is unless you’ve a lot of money or a huge support network, life is hard and expensive for parents, people are also becoming parents much older now and therefore grandparents aren’t able to be as hands on because they’re older. However while it wasn’t what we wanted I cannot deny that we manage having one beautifully and far better then I’d have managed two. It’s balanced, all our needs are met. Mornings aren’t chaos, we’re not burned out. Life just feels moderate in a good way. And look as much as I’d have loved two, as I approach 40 and my husband 44 I know in my heart we would not thrive or be the parents we want to be if we had a baby now. No matter how grateful I would be for a second baby, I’d have to unpick and heal all my anger regarding our journey and how many years it’s taken. I’d feel exhausted and too old, and then that would spiral me.
It was a year last month since we lost our fourth baby. And honestly while I have lows around my period especially, the last few months the darkness is lifting. Plan things that make you happy. And just utilise the time and energy to do more of what you love. For me it’s health, exercise, seeing friends, travelling with my son and husband. Have things to look forward to.