Have been unbearably broody this year, broke down on my mum today and she reminded me some some relevant hometruths. I know I have to drop the fantasy of a 3rd (DH doesn't want to go back to babyland), get over it and get back to enjoying life with the 2 we already have. I know I'm lucky to have them and with my youngest just turned 2 this year should be great.
But it's so hard... Don't know what I'm asking for here really - wisdom? Sympathy rants? Smack in the chops for being a selfish ungrateful cow? I think I actually cursed the concept of birth control today - how ungrateful is that?!