The Story of Us – How We Became a Family of Seven
When my husband and I were dating and later engaged, we talked about how many kids we would like to have. He is one of three and I have just one brother. He thought an even number would be better than an odd number because then everyone has a buddy. I knew I wanted my kids to have more than one sibling. So, in our euphoria of new love and unbridled dreams, we decided we would have four. As if we could have even known what that would be like.
We knew each other less than 10 months when we got married. For real. We were set up on a blind date in February. We were engaged in June and married before the end of that same year. When you know, you know, I guess. We had been married nine months when we got pregnant. Two years later, we were pregnant again, and two years after that, and two years after that and again two years after that. So much for that plan for four kids. Sometimes God gives you a gift you hadn’t thought to ask for.
They were all born in the spring. How my youngest baby ended up in that pattern when we were not trying to conceive is beyond me, but the consistency was welcome. I loved having spring babies that could snooze in the stroller through the summer. What I didn’t think of was that I created the monster that I now refer to as birthday season. Even my husband was a spring baby. So, beginning the first week of March, we celebrate six birthdays in 12 weeks. It is insanity. And cake. So much cake.
Many women, contemplating adding another to their brood, have asked me how I knew when I was done having kids. After I tell them that everyone has their own number that is “right,” I reply, “You never regret the kids you have, but you may regret the ones you didn’t.” I won’t begin to presume that I know better than someone else about how many kids a person should have. When we said that we were done having kids after our fourth, my friend said, “Four, no more.” The saying is cute. It rhymes. And, four kids is a good number. Five doesn’t have a cute rhyme. Jason says, “We have five because we didn’t want to raise six.” ‘Nuf said.