I have two beautiful children and I know that makes me very lucky. However, I always pictured having three children. My husband always said he didn’t want three and that two is his ideal. He is an amazing father. Very hands on and dotes on them both. We had a discussion a couple of years ago about a third but he was absolutely against the idea. AIBU to now feel really sad about it and feel like I’ve missed my chance. I don’t think I’ll fully ever feel happy with this decision and I wish I’d fought harder for the third and now it’s too late. How do I make peace with this decision?