DH and I have just decided to stop with the two DC we have (3 and 1).
We were going to go for another next year which was what I always wanted. However, on Tuesday DH confessed that the thought was making him feel sick and depressed. He says he'll still have one 'for me' but I obviously can't bring a baby into the world with that start.
But I'm now really miserable. It's been almost a week and I thought I would have picked myslef up. After all I deserve a massive flaming for even beginning to whinge about something like this because I'm so lucky to be where I am but I can't get my head round it. I always wanted a family of three adn can't visualise it any other way.
Any tips on getting my head round it.