Yes, I Have a Big Family “On Purpose”

When my friend Allison (not her real name) broke the news to her neighbor that she was expecting Baby #5, her neighbor’s eyes widened and she yelled, “Not again!”

The neighbor started to work herself up into a lecture on how crazy my friend was, but the really weird part happened when Allison informed her that this wasn’t a planned pregnancy. In fact, it had been a pretty big surprise, for both her and her husband.

Suddenly, the neighbor’s demeanor changed. She calmed down. She stopped acting like she was being personally insulted by the contents of Allison’s uterus and accepted the fact that there was a fifth baby on the way without further complaint.

It was so bizarre, as if she might just come out and said, “Phew! You really had me worried for a moment there; I thought you actually wanted five!”

I’ve given a lot of thought to that scene over the years, because of my six children.

I have 6 children, and it's not because I'm crazy or because I'm unfortunate or because I'm not planning ahead or because I'm trying to bug you. I just want them. {posted @ Unremarkable Files}
Five of the kids and their dad. (The youngest was still in utero when I took this. It’s an old photo, I just like it.)

I understand that having big families was easier a few generations ago, when times were different. Households with one stay-at-home parent were more common, and let’s not forget that each kid wasn’t legally required to have their own rear-facing car seat until they turned 15.

For a lot of reasons, big families are kind of rare now, so I’m okay with having people stare, count heads, or even ask me questions when we go out in public.

Curiosity is one thing and that never bothers me, but the contempt or pity that sometimes accompanies it does.

I don’t personally know Allison’s neighbor so I’ll probably never get the opportunity to tell her that having a house full of kids isn’t a tragedy, and wanting it doesn’t mean you’re crazy.

To me, kids are an amazing blessing and having a lot of them just multiplies the joy.

To me, my big family is more fulfilling than a mission trip to Guatemala, more breathtaking than the view from a cliffside village in Santorini, and sweeter than when you come home and the dog goes so ballistic with joy he’s doing triple gainers in the air at the sight of you.


Jenny Evans
Jenny Evans
Jenny Evans is a writer, a night owl, a perfectionist, and a Mormon mother of six. When she's not cleaning juice out of the carpet, she blogs about life with a houseful of kids at Unremarkable Files. You can also find her on Facebook and Twitter.

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