I'm 31, I've had a hell of a time of it. Worst case scenario I'll adopt (passing on my own luck at being adopted by a lovely mummy) and be the mum I've always wanted to be. It all feels so far away... please tell me it will all be ok and that sometimes people never really feel like a grown up - they just love and adore the little people in their lives that it doesn't matter as long as you try your best?