Just curious! I figure someone out there has gotta have a lot of kids. Anyone here in the double digits?
For the purposes of this discussion, let’s define “kids” as “people you either biologically created or legally adopted.” As in, your name is on their birth certificate.
Yeah, but my three are, um… three-er. But we’ve had one of these threads before, and I know from experience that the people with three don’t stand a chance. Sorry.
What?! You never heard of that perimenopausal weird-ass hormone fluctuation thing? (And I will admit, just here on a somewhat anonymous message board, that I wasn’t the world’s happiest woman when I learned of Littlest Matata’s impending arrival. Worried about her health, my health, “holy crap, I’m too old to keep up!” etc. But she’s healthy and happy and wonderful and adored by all, Mr. M and I are happy and healthy, and Little Miss is a wonderful addition to the family. Plus, my eldest ones are almost at ages that I can name them as guardians in my will, should that become necessary. Littlest practically has two junior mothers and two junior dads instead of siblings.)
ETA: I’m beginning to feel like Octomom here, minus the fame whoredom and child neglect and all. I figured someone else would have raised the bar by now!