Just the one.
Originally, like so many people I assumed I would have 2 kids. After a couple of years with the Kiddo, we realized that our family felt complete and we were happy as it was. The only real reason we were thinking about having a second child is because that’s what people do. They have two. We decided that social convention was not a reason to bring another child into the world. So we didn’t.
Zero
Mrs. Godot’s medical condition make it such that it would be very difficult to care for children. That mixed with the possibility that her condition could be genetic made us decide that having children wouldn’t be the responsible choice.
As I said in the other thread, I have one son.
Make it four with 3 kids, but now only 5%. I also have 6 grandchildren.
Zero. I always vaguely thought that getting married and having kids was something one does, but then I didn’t have a really strong interest in making it happen. And I don’t think I have what it takes to have that responsibility.
That hasn’t stopped a lot of people. . .
Probably three. We have a six month now and I’m already starting to miss having a baby baby around.
That does sound a bit unnerving. I dated a crazy lady for a crazy year and am thankful it ended without disaster – when I later discovered a co-worker’s unusual maiden name was the same as this lady, I kept my fingers crossed that nobody would somehow make the connection. And this was not because of a possible offspring, just because of the possibility of restirring a big ol’ pot of crazy somehow.
Yeah, I’ll bet you were nervous. I can relate.
I have two kids and I’m done having more.
One, plus one adopted. There won’t be any others, barring extremely peculiar circumstances.
I have four and there won’t be any more.
I have one adopted son, and no biological offspring.
My wife and I are both 52 now, so barring a visit from the angel Gabriel, we won’t have any more.
None. My wife and I tried, without success, to have kids for several years. Once we both got to the other side of 40, and we saw how wiped out her sister (who’s my age) wound up when she had twins at age 40, we decided to stop trying, and made peace with not having children.
As any other women with whom I’ve ever engaged in activities that could have yielded offspring haven’t ever let me know about such (and as those non-existent children would be at least 25 by now), I’m pretty sure that there aren’t any lurking children out there.
I’m now 48. Unless, as others have noted, there’s a miracle, or in some unforeseen future, I wind up single, then in a relationship with a much younger (and fertile) woman, it’s just not happening.
And me!
I did not think I would have any kids when I was younger. I did not really want them. I ended up with 2 as the fates would have it (both planned). Surgically sterilized so there will be no more.
no offense, but what do the “Fates” have to do with you having the family you want and planned for 
When I was young, I never thought about being a father. After I got married, that changed. Just my way of saying that things you did not plan for can still be OK.
When I was young, I never needed anyone and makin’ love was just for fun. Those days are gone. 
snif…
I have four, and there could be more, although I’d like to wait a couple of years, until most of the current ones are toilet trained, before having any more. Currently the oldest is five.
What? We had twins a year ago. We went from two to four.
I was one of 6 fids and my wife was one of 2. I was happy with our first 2, a boy and a girl – seemed right to me, but my wife wanted more so we had a third child. Then she wanted to persue her lifelong dream of being a teacher so that was it. One of our greatest fears (though we pray it will never happen) is having to raise any of our grandchildren. We love them to bits, but realize it is so much easier to spoil them and send the home.