My doctor's nurse told me that having any more children would be very high risk for me. My husband is scared for me to have any more because of the medication I've had to take, so I'm sure he was delighted hearing this. Though I do get excited about things, I really did want to have more kids. If I wasn't on depression medicine right now, I'd be having a hard time coping with this. Now that I have sought mental health and see everything differently, I wanted to move on with my life and have more children. Then I just get told that I shouldn't?
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