Hubby always said 2, we have had two boys and will be TTC a third child in the next 6 months. I haven't even fallen pregnant with #3 and I'm already hoping I can convince hubby of a fourth.. I worry that I'll never feel done. I love it all. The pregnancies, the births, the feeding, watching them grow and learn. It feels as though it's my entire purpose. Hubby on the other hand, absolutely adores our Kids, but often fantasises about the day that they move out and we can travel, socialise more etc. (make our lives about ourselves again)
Everyone talks about that 'done' feeling, I am hoping I feel that at some point because it would be very hard to live with/drown out, long term!