@danielson0101 You mentioned your decision was made with a lot of thought and logic. My decision to be one and done was also made with a lot of thought and logic, though for different reasons than your family. I will say that even though my logic brain knew it was the right decision for us, my heart wanted another for a few years. Then when my son was maybe four or so, my heart was
beginning to catch up to my brain, but I still felt a lot of heaviness thinking that I’d regret my decision. My son is now 6.5, and there are occasional days when I wish we had another, but for the most part my head and my heart align that this was the best decision for our family.
I think that for so long, ever since I was a child really, I just sort of assumed I’d have multiple kids. I didn’t really think much about it, it was just my assumption. It took my heart a few years to realize that my assumption that I’d held for literally decades was wrong.
When I spend time with friends who have multiple children, I see how tired they are. They are spread thin keeping two kids alive. One kid is crying on the swing because they want to be pushed, and the other is crying because they fell and scraped their knee. And mom is trying to manage it all. But guess what? It’s really fun to be the parent of an only child because I have the bandwidth to jump in and push their kiddo on the swing for awhile. At a birthday party, I can hold the baby for a few minutes so Mom can eat a piece of cake too. I get that extra connection with kids through my friends’ kids — and guess what, it’s all the fun parts. I’m like the fun aunt who doesn’t have to deal with the meltdowns.
Also, I don’t know if I just really lucked out or if it’s the result of him being an only child, but my son is so mature for his age. He’s such a great kid and I think part of his maturity comes from his parents not being spread thin caring for multiple kids. We will not miss his soccer games because of a sibling with a conflicting event. We are able to (metaphorically) push him on the swing every time because he doesn’t have a sibling who fell and scraped their knee. We have the bandwidth to explain things to him and help him understand his emotions.
This might not be the decision your heart wanted, but it will catch up to your logical brain. It might take several years, like it did for me, so keep processing your feelings. But I would like to share that for me having an only has been unexpectedly wonderful.