I want a third child! But dh doesn't.
He says what we have is perfect, and if we had another child we'd never cope, we barely do now, holidays would be different, we'd be even tireder, we'd have to get a new car, a new house ... blah, blah. He's right of course. Perfectly logical. It's all nice and tidy as it is now, and we just about muddle through, good days, not so good days.
I KNOW I should be satisfied with what we have ... but there's been a little nagging voice in me that has always said - it wasn't "the last time" last time, I want it all again, just one last time.
Anyone else out there who's been in the same position?