I am about to turn 45. I am not going to have another baby. My beautiful "miracle" son (born after four miscarriages, three emergency surgeries including an emergency section under a general anaesthetic) is nearly 12 and I am thankful, every day, that he is here.
However, I watch programmes like OBEM and, horrific though some of the natural births seem in terms of pain and trauma, and it hits me - it will never happen and I will never know what it's like to push a baby out and give birth.
My dh didn't want a second child. It caused (and, sometimes, still does) resentment in me.
It's too late now and it has really hit me very hard that I have missed out on an experience I, naively, expected to have.