Deciding whether or not to have a second child was hard. I used to claim that ‘it’s just not doable, the maths don’t match’. And yes, finances were a small reason - the one I hid behind the most, because I was ashamed to say the real reason out loud.
“I want two children one after the other, to stay in the chaos you know?” This is a direct quote from a 35-year-old clueless me, pregnant with my first child and with no real idea of what was coming down the parental pipeline. Reader, it’s six years later and I am one and done. And my reason?
