This baby that's still cooking will be our last, when I was younger I always expected I'd have three (I am one of three), and DH and I always talked about having children (eg 2+). But like Miss B, I met my husband later in life (31) and that together with infertility issues has meant that our baby making journey hasn't been the easiest. Had we not gone down the IVF path chances are we might have already had No#2 and be ready for No#3. But the reality is here we are, expecting our last baby at age 38 for me and 40 for DH. This baby will complete our family. I would happily go again, but DH struggled to come to terms with having No#2, so there is no way on earth he could go through all the fertility stuff again. I can accept that as I know this is the right decision for our family unit, but it wont stop me feeling that pang as others go on to have more babies when we have stopped.