At one time I missed my children being small. It seemed to me strangers moved in with us when they turned 12. You still love them, worry about them, support them, but you still miss that warm snuggly feeling when they were small. And then then something wonderful happens! You get grandchildren! And they are even more fun that your own small children, and then you have another dry spell, and guess what, you get great grandchildren. That's where I am now and I'm enjoying everyday I babysit my 18 mo old grandson. He's the greatest.