In my most elusive family line, my g-g-uncle was a vicar in Wales (his sister came to Australia with her husband and was my direct ancestor). He and his wife had seemed to be childless, until a kind Rootschatter visited the church where he had been the Vicar and found and photographed a baby's grave. The little mite only lived a couple of months. I was so sad, and I have often wondered - were they unable to have more children, or did they decide not to? It must have been such a grief for that couple. I often think of them and of little Christopher.
MarieC