I was an only Child myself and hated it to a point that I was determined that I would not raise an 'Only Child' myself. I gave Birth to three daughters from my First Marriage, who grew up to be very close and loving sisters. Sadly the Middle one passed away from Cancer aged 36, after a two year battle, supported and cared for by her sisters. When I met my 2nd Husband, he only had one Son, and really wanted to try for a daughter of his own, so we Had daughter number 4, with an 11year age gap from her older siblings. He was every bit a doting Dad at 47yrs old, and we thought that our family was now complete. The following year we all went off on a nice Spanish Holiday, but I returned not feeling well, and visited my GP. 'Spanish Tum' was the verdict, and being as I had a Contraceptive Coil fitted, the question of Pregnancy was never raised. The sickness finally went away, I returned to work, but noticed that my work uniform was getting rather tight and the popper fastening would come open if I bent over forwards, and I felt rather boated! I was 16 weeks Pregnant by the time I realised that DD5 was on her way, and had to have my Coil removed in Theatre as it had dropped down low into my Cervix resulting in the Pregnancy, and being as it contained Copper, it needed to be removed for the Baby's sake.
Thankfully the procedure went well and she survived it, arriving at Christmas, weighing a healthy 7lb 15oz, she's In her late 20s now with 3 children of her own, but having my big family was one of the best things that I ever did.