I’m not big on regrets. Did a ton of stupid things in my life but I’m not sorry. It is what is, and I did what I could.
One thing, though, I really regret. I regret that I didn’t start to have children sooner. I had no idea how enjoyable it would be. I would have been happy with five. N also feels sorry about that because he had no idea how much he’d love being a father either. He’s not into the idea of five but three would be great for him.
Of course, we might not have enjoyed it as much if he hadn’t made sure that we were psychologically healthier, and that took time and tons of money. But still, it’s a great regret.

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