Sorry I missed this earlier. When pregnant for my second child, I worried "How could I love another one when I am so filled by this one?" But I did. And then again when I had the third, I thought the same. What I discovered is that my heart is like an accordian folder, it keeps expanding with each one.
I wish my ex husband had been open to more children and that I had not been afraid of more in my second marriage. (Worried that my kids would be upset) I would have had more.
Having kids does require that we let go of things we thought we wanted, but it opens us up to new and different things.
Sorry I missed this earlier. When pregnant for my second child, I worried "How could I love another one when I am so filled by this one?" But I did. And then again when I had the third, I thought the same. What I discovered is that my heart is like an accordian folder, it keeps expanding with each one.
I wish my ex husband had been open to more children and that I had not been afraid of more in my second marriage. (Worried that my kids would be upset) I would have had more.
Having kids does require that we let go of things we thought we wanted, but it opens us up to new and different things.
On that last note, I recommend "The Domestic Monastery" by Ronald Rolheiser.
https://www.sophiainstitute.com/products/item/a-mothers-rule-of-life