Last year on my post natal check up my Doc advised me not to have anymore kids….for the sake of my health. It came to me as a shock and as a blow. After seeing all the tears and drama she advised that if I so strongly felt for kids, I should conceive my second one by December, clearly I have missed the deadline.
Growing up in a family of 3 siblings, I always wanted to have 3 daughters (yes I was sure I wanted 3 daughters and back from class 9th I had their names decided). So obviously the idea of a single child was alien to me. Time passed. December passed and to date I clearly remember my dialogue with the gynecologist, please note whom I totally worshiped.
These days, I have quit my job, and have a lot more time to think and dream. Somehow the kid of a single child does not horrify me anymore. This by no chance means that I have decided that we will have no more kids. But with the current situation and the kind of needs we have, if we manage to bring up one kid well (ameen) I think we have hit home. But when I think of times when Zoey will be off to university inshallah, I already get upset and lonely. Maybe thats a reason enough to have more kids? I am not sure. I just wonder how bad will it be with a single child…..maybe it wont be bad at all…who knows?
Ps: Even though I have missed the deadline…..maybe god has other plans for us!