There will always be a part of me that wishes I’d had children when I was younger, so that I’d have more decades to spend with them and (hopefully) my grandchildren. But I had my daughter at the right time and place in my life and, thankfully, with the right man. And I know that for me, at least, that means she’ll grow up more secure, healthy and happier than she might have if I’d had her 10 or 20 years ago.