Taken from life. “We already have two children and my wife wants a third one”: how to tell her that we can't afford it

We sat at the table in silence. < img src = "https://zycie.news/crrops/41ba99/620x0/1/0/2025/03/12/jzlpo0z8um0mnpnhvusduiiiHip1jzadbuhvlxqv.jpg" alt = "family @pexels" Style = "background-color: rgba (72.69.54.1)" > < p > she looked at me with hope, I avoided her eyes.

< p > — Honey, I really want it — she said quietly. < p > I knew this ton. < p > pleading, full of feelings, full of dreams.

< p > but this time I couldn't make her dreams come true.

< p > We already had dw & oacute; jku children.

< p > dw < p > but each day was a fight.

< p > for money, for stabilization, to provide them with everything they need.

< p > I had to count every month if there would be enough for rent, bills, food. < p > I didn't remember the last time we could afford something more than necessity. < p > I didn't remember the last time I slept calmly, not worried about the future. < P >& Amp; MDASH; Where will we get the money ? — I finally asked, unable to suppress it anymore.

< p > — Somehow we can handle — answered right away.

< p > & somehow. < p > this word rained too often in our home.

< P > & AMP; BDQUO; We will pay bills somehow. & Amp;

& ampquo; somehow we will find money for children's shoes. “& Amp;

< P > & AMP; BDQUO; We can somehow. < p > Only that I no longer wanted to live in & ampquo; somehow &

< p > I wanted stabilization.

< p > I wanted peace.

< p > I wanted our children to have everything, and not just dreams of something they would never get. < p > — Honey, we can't afford another child — I said quietly, but firmly.

< p > This time she is the opposite. < p > I saw her eyes to get glass.

< p > — So these are your priorities ? — She threw it coldly. & Amp; MDASH; Money is more important than our family ?

< p > — The family already exists! We have dw & oacute; children, for which we are able to take care of < p > — But I & Hellip; & Amp; MDASH; Her voice broke down. & Amp; MDASH; I feel that we are not full yet.

< p > I didn't know what to say. < p > because what was more important ?

< p > my wife's heart, which & oacute; reed wanted another child ?

< p > or reality in which we barely made ends with the end of ?

< p > Is I an egoist ?

< p > or maybe she did not want to see the truth ?

< p > that evening we lay side by side in silence for a long time.

< p > with separate dreams.

< p > and with an increasing chasm between us.