DH and I never wanted kids, but then we were careless and I got pregnant. We love DS and as soon as we found out we were expecting all our hatred of children went out the window. Since having him, I feel like I am destined to have another baby. Not in a hokey "theres another baby in the universe for me" way, but in a "I know I'm supposed to have another." DH doesn't agree. I'm heartbroken. Now we're fighting because I wont consider a puppy and he wont consider a baby. This sucks.