AAAARGH. I could scream.
I was an only child. I have an only child. Ds is nearly 6, and the light of our lives. Funny, adorable, good company, kind and loving.
I am 32 this year, I can not afford to give up work, and tbh, we could not afford childcare costs so another child is financially not an option. Also. dh is hapy with ds and does not feel the need for another.
So taht's it. No more kids, probably. I can se why, I can even understand why. I know ds will not suffer, he is sociable and popular with loads of mates.
But I keep getting this niggling feeling, I ocassionally say to dh 'if we have another baby' to which he says NO.
It's not a pining/broody feeling, just a what if feeling, and I catch myself gazing at women with babies/toddlers. Then I shake myself and return to normality.
I have a full life, I am happy, if I don't ahve another I can live with that (I think)
But what's with the niggles?!!!!
Plaees tell me I am not alone?