Hi, I’ve not posted for Several years but something happened a couple of days ago that completely threw me. DH and I have two gorgeous boys aged almost 7 and 8. My husband and I had intended to have 3 children, he has a daughter from previous marriage, now 18. When our youngest son was less than a year, my husband decided he didn’t want another child. I was really upset at the time as I have longed for a daughter all my life, partly because I’ve always had a very poor relationship with my mother. Anyway, things moved on and I thought I had come to terms with not having a daughter but a couple of days ago some friends that struggled to have children have just had their second, which is a girl. I was truly overjoyed for them and then a few days later they decided on their daughter’s name. I couldn’t believe it as it was the name I had chosen for my possible daughter, years before I even met my husband and although I’m pretty sure I never told my friends it, I felt my world fall apart. It is an unusual name so I couldn’t believe it. I am shocked by how upset I feel as I really thought I’d moved on and I have been foul to my husband as all those feelings of betrayal when he told me we were not having more children have re-surfaced. I felt as though he was dictating to me, there was no real discussion between us, he had decided and that was that. He has tried to be supportive as when I told him the name my friends had chosen, he realised I would be upset but I cannot accept his sympathy as I feel that he took away my last chance to have the thing I wanted most in the world- I have told him as much. It doesn’t help that he has stated that he feels that our boys are not enough for me. I love my sons. I wouldn’t change them for the world. I gave up my career to look after them full time and had I had a third boy, I would have accepted that and feel I could have moved on more easily but I felt betrayed that he had just decided and there was nothing I could do about it. The truth is, I may have decided after a few years that I did not want any more children anyway, but I suppose it’s Not being allowed a say in it that I’ve always struggled to cope with. I am now 45 and Not even sure how I’d feel about having another child now, even if he was willing. We get on fine mostly although have grown apart in the past few years due to lots of reasons and our sex life is pretty non-existent partly due to the whole issue of having another child although he has not had a vastectomy as he had intended a few years ago. I feel really confused about it all and worried that I won’t be able to move on. Does anyone have any advice please?