Dh and I have always wanted three kids. He was watching me be sick today and he told me he doesn't want to do this again. He can't watch me be this sick; it's too hard and scary.
Part of me is sad, part happy.
Because honestly... If this baby is healthy I can't imagine doing this again. I know we can change our minds and could adopt, but he can be stubborn about my health. I'm fairly certain he won't budge on this.
And I'd rather know now that this could be last baby and so really savor it all.