When will you have kids?
That’s the question you start getting asked as soon as you say I do, if not earlier.
And when you bring a little one home, the question changes ever-so-slightly: When will you add another?
And after that happens, the question morphs a little more: How many do you think you’ll have?
I’ve been wondering what the answer is myself lately. Jonny comes from a family of six children, and I just have one brother, so I’ve always thought four children would be a sweet spot for us. And since I’m a fan of symmetry, I’ve thought we’d have two via my belly and two via adoption. Sometimes I see us in a 15-passenger van, and there are moments I think two little boys are plenty.
I know it’s kind of pointless to ponder, because you simply can’t plan births or adoptions.
I don’t know if any future kiddos will come to us as newborns or as older children. I don’t know if they’ll come via international, domestic, or foster care adoption. I don’t know if I’ll get pregnant with twins or if God will lead us to adopt a sibling group. Yes, we have some say, but so much of forming a family is beyond our control.
With two little guys, many ask us if we want to give them a sister. I think I’d love being an all-boy mom, but after cuddling my cousin’s fresh and cuddly little baby girl Olivia, I think I could probably get used to a little lady. (I got to meet her week — and of course, I had to get out my camera. She’s so sweet and her first-time mama is doing a great job! BABIES!)
But back to me.
With two kids, parents can do one-on-one combat. But add another, and you’re outnumbered. Could I still work from home with more than two? Would we still get to go on dates? Would we have to get a…minivan?! (So much moaning and gnashing of teeth!)
If you’ve made the decision to have more than two kiddos, what are your words of wisdom?
Inquiring minds want to know.