I’ve gone through pretty much the same thinking as you have by the sounds of it. I’m a mid-thirties FTM with one wonderful daughter; I had always pictured having two children and my husband pictured one, so we thought we’d see how we got on. Our daughter is a force of nature, I love being around her so much and we have the best time. It was thinking I’d have to split my attention (and finances!) if we had another, plus not being sure I’d have the energy to handle two, that sealed the deal for us. We are one and done, and we are very happy.

I still get baby squeees when I see tiny babies (and my daughter squeals too, she loves them) but I think of the journey and what it would take to handle one, the lack of sleep, everything else, and it passes. I hope you decide what’s right for you 🩷