I had always wanted 3, but my first son was premature, had a serious heart condition, and eventually died. Doctor told me all my babies would be high risk of having the heart defect and most likely would be premature, and he suggested we adopt. Instead, I went to another doctor who thought I'd be OK. Fortunately I was, through 2 pregnancies and 2 happy, healthy boys. I'd wanted a third, but I reconsidered. God had been so good by giving me those 2 boys, why push my luck any more? Besides, DH was scared-he also thought we'd been fortunate so "Let's quit while we're ahead!"