Ours was a love marriage. Life blessed us with a daughter two years after we got married, and she became our everything. She was the center of our world, and for the longest time, we felt complete. We never thought about having another child. Life felt full just the way it was.
But as our daughter grew up, she started asking why she didn’t have a sibling like her friends. Her innocent questions made me pause and reflect. It wasn’t that we didn’t want another child—we just hadn’t felt the need. But her longing was so pure, so heartfelt, that we decided to try for a second baby after nearly 9 years.
I’ll never forget the moment I told her she was going to be a big sister. Her happiness was so raw, so overwhelming. She hugged me, crying tears of joy. That moment is etched in my memory forever. But while she was over the moon, I was filled with a strange mix of emotions. I was happy, yes, but also uncertain. I wondered—Could I ever love another child the way I loved her?
And with that, our journey toward expanding our little family began—a journey that would change our lives in ways we could never have imagined.
How beautifully you penned down her joy and your uncertainty. 💕