Hi there, I'm writing this in the hope that someone has been in the same position as me. So basically, I have a two and half year old (I'm not going to use the DH, DD acronyms I've seen on here as quite frankly I don't know what most of them stand for). I was VERY sure I did not want a 2nd child after she was born for three reasons. 1) I had an awful pregnancy with HG, and very bad depression, pelvic girdle pain and was in hospital a lot during pregnancy. This sounds dramatic but after my mother dying, pregnancy was the worst experience of my life.
However, when my little girl was born, I felt great and I absolutely LOVE being her mum. Of course there are hard days but she is just class and she looks very like my late mother, and has helped heal a lot of grief from losing my mum. We got pregnant very easily with her (first month trying) even though I was 38. My husband is a brilliant dad, I know I am very lucky to have him. I didn't meet him until I was 36 after wading through the dregs of the dating barrel for years. Hubby has said it's up to me if we have a 2nd one as I'm the one who has to go through the pregnancy.
Now, about 4 months ago, it was like a switch went off in my ovaries and I am MAD to have a second one. WTF is wrong with me? I am now 41 (husband is 43) and we have not been trying too long (3 months) but of course, I'm not getting preggers now. Basically, 5 months ago our little one started creche, which she loves, and life just got much more manageable. We have Zero family support or babysitting help. My mum is dead and my dad is in a nursing home, my husband's dad is dead and his mother is almost 80 and though she is fabulous and loves when we visit, she is just not able to look after a toddler.
I have a sister who is 43. We have never got on, our whole lives, though we do meet up occasionally now and get on okay. She is single with no kids and said she will not babysit as she 'hates kids'. Which is fair enough. She also said my kid is my problem. She's a real delight, as you can tell, haha. (I should add another reason I was VERY sure I wanted only one kid is because I saw the hurt it caused my mother that myself and my sister fought so much our whole lives. She even said on her deathbed it was her greatest heartache.) This made me think - I would rather have one happy child than be a referee for two that don't get on.
I have a brother who lives in the States. We get on great, I just don't see him in person much. Hubby has 3 brothers who live an hour's drive away, they have older teenage kids and have babysat once (which I was grateful for) but don't really offer and I don't like to ask or put them out as they are kind of past the small kids stage.
Anyway, we bought a house a year ago (forgot to add we got evicted from our rental apartment when I was preggers - fun!). I also got a new job which is great ( I was fired from my last job when preggers - long story!) and my new job offers one year paid salary for maternity leave (which is VERY unusual but fantastic). So life is more stable now in general and I count my blessings every day.
So since December, it's like my womb is on fire and screaming 'put a baby in me biatch!', but I am 41 now.... is this just the 'last gasp' from my ovaries before they retire? Whenever I see a cute baby I hear birds chirping and lullabies playing and just go AWWWwwww. Help! Am I being totally stupid/ unreasonable to even want a 2nd one after the logical/ sensible part of me was SO sure I was happy with one?
Also I have PCOS... so it was a miracle I got up the duff so easily with the first one. I have actually booked in to a fertility clinic for a general MOT next week (AMH test and scan). Maybe the doctor will talk sense into me!
Has anyone else done a 180 degree turn from a 'Hell no, no more' to a 'Yes please, one more!!' Is this normal? Basically just looking to see if anyone is or has been in situ, and if it will pass?? If you have made it this far, thanks for reading my rant!!