All during my pregnancy I told everyone including myself that I would NEVER do it again. I was going to get tied, burnt, clamped, whatever it took. Now I am having second thoughts. Not like I want one right now but maybe a few years down the line, say maybe 7 or 8. But then I think about the sickness and how bad this pregnancy was and I just don't know. When I look at my little girl I konw that it was all worth it. There are TONS of ppl out there that can't have kids and here I am fertile mertile and I am about to make it where I can't have kids again. I am feeling guitly. But I really don't think that I can survive another pregnancy. I just don't know and dh doesn't want to talk to me about it. He just shrugs.
*sigh*