You need to retard max and just start churning them out without thinking. Being an only child is fucking BORING!
Struggling with the idea of a second child because my first is such a perfect baby. She’s a happy, joyous, easy baby. And if it’s only by luck, like I’m told, then I have no control over how my second will be. My fear is that if she’s not like the first, I’d still love her of course, she’s mine, but I’d have a favourite child. And I don’t want a favourite child.