Saturday, 9 January 2016

Two is the magic number. Or is it?

Not sure about you (for any fellow mums), but literally as I was rolled out of the operating theatre I was told I would be able to give birth normally next time (an infuriating statement I might come back to in a later post). Next time?

NEXT TIME?

There is a massive presumption if ever there was one - and this was just from the medical staff.

Fast forward several weeks and the question of number two has been coming up more recently. I know it is asking in kindness or simply because we have run out of conversation, but it is the one question which really winds me up. I literally just had a baby; why would I want to stress myself out with getting pregnant again so soon or even contemplating it? I find that playing the "it fucking hurt" card plays well when talking to men (particularly relatives), but women should really know better.

What if I don't want another baby? Even if I do (and obviously this includes the hubby too), it's an extremely personal question and one I will surprise you with when I am back up the duff.

Let's just say that should you read this post and then ask me the question, be prepared for an equally personal question to come back at you. Started the menopause or how are things 'down below'?

Anyone else faced this and if so, how did you respond?

1 comment:

  1. It's terrible! We had it for about 6 years! Then once number 2 arrived, we were asked about having number 3. Obviously we must want a girl (?!). So intrusive, especially for those who struggle to conceive.

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