with Angella Dykstra
I'm a mom of three, a professional accountant, and an amateur photographer and writer. I am not a marriage expert. But my husband and I take "Til death do us part" seriously, and here I'll be sharing how we keep our marriage strong while we both do that insane work-life juggle.
Check out my Work It, Mom! profile and my blog, Dutch Blitz.
I come from a family background that (could probably get me a guest spot on Oprah, and) is a little bit complicated. My Dad has been married four (!) times and had children with the first three of his wives. I have eight (!) siblings, only one of whom shares the same mother with me. That sister is two years younger than I am.
The first (older) set of my Dad’s kids grew up across the country but we’ve had our chances to connect over the years. The youngest set of siblings I am especially close to as I moved in with my Dad when the first of their babies was but a toddler and my Step Mom was pregnant with the second one.
They had four children, each of whom I get to tease that I “wiped their bums.” It’s all about the humiliation in my family.
After watching those four (girl, boy, boy, girl) grow up, each two years apart, I thought that when the time came for me to have children, I would want four of those little beings.
My husband is the eldest of three kids (Boy, girl, boy) that were born within the span of three years. He had no desire to have four kids. He stated that he would be happy with two. Maybe three. But probably two.
I could see his point. Two I could live with; I wanted more than one because it’s been my experience that having at least one sibling to have your back is a good thing.
We had our two boys twenty months apart and in the midst of that chaos we thought that we might be done. And yet, we took no permanent measures. When our youngest was one, we talked to each other and confessed that we each wanted one more child. Just one.
We are excited that she is a girl and that we get to experience the other gender, but we would have been just as excited to add another boy to our mix. We were ready for one more, regardless of the sex. But I am SO DONE with being pregnant. My husband is done with that whole scenario as well (it wasn’t pretty the last time) and as such has had a “procedure.”
We’re officially done. And if we ever get the urge for another child, we can adopt. Hopefully.
How about you? How many children do you want to have (if any)?
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