We have a sweet, energetic three-year-old daughter who fills our days with laughter and chaos. I adore our little family just as it is. My husband, though, is eager for baby number two—and soon. My first birth wasn’t traumatic, but it left me shaken. The hospital staff didn’t believe I was in labor until the last minute, and the rush to the hospital was terrifying. The thought of something going wrong again keeps me up at night. I love seeing friends with newborns, but instead of excitement, I feel anxiety and dread. My husband brushes off my fears, and his parents add more pressure. Our home is finally comfortable after years of stress, and I can’t imagine moving or starting over while pregnant. I love my husband, but it feels like we’re not on the same page. Has anyone else felt this way? Let’s talk in the comments below. #ParentingJourney #FamilyDecisions #MotherhoodRealTalk #FamilyRelationships