I only ever planned to have 2 DC and that's what's I've got so why do I feel so sad? DD1 is nearly 4 and DD2 is 13 months. They're wonderful but I feel there is something missing. Maybe it's because I found it so much easier the second time and actually enjoyed the new born stage, or maybe it's because I always imagined having a son (although 2 girls are wonderful and I have no complaints).
We are too old, poor and knackered to have any more. I've been so exhausted I think a third would break me. And I hate being pregnant. And yet I think of having another baby in my arms. Is this common and do the feelings fade with time?
DH has had the snip and so baby number 3 not a possibility.