I covered this subject before about how I felt raising an only child and how I thought it would or rather wouldn’t affect my Daughter.
You see, my Daughter is not an only child. She has a much older sibling from her Daddy’s side. Of whom she is especially close to. Inseparable when they are together, both the image of their Daddy.
As I take a rare afternoon nap with my Daughter (on holiday!) I realise how fortunate I am to get so much alone time with her. From one on one activities to snapping memories and even precious cuddle time. My Daughter doesn’t have to share me with anyone.