Personally, I've definitely grieved on this. I've wept many times at the fact that I can't give my husband children. I think if I had been born cis, and we had somehow still met, we would probably be on kid 3 or 4 by now. I probably would have ended up going down the stay-at-home mom route.

Part of me wants to believe that it's OK. I want to believe we've met each other in countless lifetimes and have had many families together, and will do so again in the future. We truly are soulmates. We're that close. So it's not hard to imagine. It makes the limitations of this life a bit more bearable if they're merely a blip in a long history spanning across countless lifetimes. It's not "we don't get to have kids." It's "we don't get to have kids this go around."

I don't know if I even believe in reincarnation, but the thought does help me sometimes.