So my husband is really pushing me for a second baby.
I struggled with our first, he was colicy, had jaundice, I couldn't breastfeed and as much as I pushed myself, trying so hard to breaking point, it spiralled into post natal depression. I hated almost every minute of motherhood in my first year. Now a year and a half on I'm in a great place, I adore my little best friend and am completely content with my new life as a mum.
My husband sees this and has decided now is the time to absolutely hound me for another. Every time I try to talk to him about my reservations, he always turns it into a sales pitch for number 2.
We had a sort of village with the first (his family), but after finding out that the village were mum shaming me behind my back I've cut ties with them. We now have no village. No help. And I can guarantee that I will have another and drown.
What should I do? Give in, have another to keep him happy and pray for the best? Or stand my ground for the sake of my mental health?