I have four beautiful grown children whom I never would have had if I'd known I had bipolar disorder back in the day. I'm so thankful I didn't, because these kids are the best thing (besides my late husband) that ever happened to me. Each of them is precious and unique in his or her own right, and they're my favorite people on earth. Thank God I didn't know I was sick; I'd have missed out on life's greatest adventure. I don't judge anyone at all for not wanting children...but I'm oh, so glad I had mine.