'When a man is going to die, he act all big, as if life's been graced with his presence. When a woman is told she will soon be parting with her once so beautiful world, she cries and reflects upon her life. I wonder whether when my time is up, I will look back over my life and smile, or cry harder? What will I regret? Marriage? Career? Kids? It isn't clear and I find myself asking the same repetitive question . . . Why don't I know the answers now?'

Bigg closed the paper and turned to Carrie, she was chewing her nails in anticipation.

"You want to know if you'll regret having our baby? IS that what your articles implying?" he asked. Carrie looked at him and nodded as if she was a little girl.

"I think, personally, you will." Carrie looked up in surprise. Was he answering the question that had been spinning round in her mind since she found out she was pregnant?

"I think you'll regret it if you don't have the baby either," Carrie sighed, her hopes that he would help her fell.

"I know that, I just need to know which regret I want to, well, regret!" Tears welled in her eyes. It was too much. She had been pregnant for 2 months now and still she had no idea what to do.

"Carrie, I want this baby, you know that. If you abort it I'd die inside and I think you know that too." Carrie did know that but it was far from her list of things to do 'hurt Bigg'.

"Ok."

"Pardon?" Bigg asked.

"Ok. Lets do it lets," she took a pause. "Have a baby Bigg, you and I, together, with a baby." Bigg smiled and his heart skipped a beat.

"Really?"

"Yes. I don't want to hurt you anymore than I have. Besides, I've carried our child for 2 months and aborting it just, well, doesn't seem right but that nanny is definitely still on the cards." Carrie smiled. She was glad to finally have come to a decision, no matter what it was.

"Carrie, you don't know how happy you've made me," he leaned in and gave Carrie a big hug. It was then that Carrie started to regret her decision. That was that. From now on her life would be dirty nappies and milk bottles. Goodbye Armani hello pampers.

"Bigg?"

"Yes, what is it?" Bigg looked concerned.

"I've made the wrong decision." Bigg let go of Carrie.

"No Carrie, no you haven't we. . "

"Yes Bigg, I have. I can't be the happy home wife you were after Bigg and, I don't think I can be the spring bride you were after either." Bigg was confused but Carrie smiled.

"I want to be the winter bride next month." Bigg laughed and his face lit up. The next day, Charlotte was round and the baby magazines were swapped for bridal books. Miranda bought books of flowers and Samantha, well, being the PA girl she was cam hand in hand with venues, wines and ideas for the reception, including a list of celebrity guests!

'It is now I realise that life unwinds without help. You find yourself with a problem and somehow the solution comes knocking on your door. You don't need to know the answer to those questions spinning in your head, all you need is people to share life with and all is well'