It still bothers me that I had to grow up an only child. Almost everyone I knew had a sibling. I’ve always loved kids and would have been an amazing big sister.
When I think back on my childhood I remember being lonely and bored. When my parents would tell me we were going on vacation I would cry because I knew I was going to die of boredom doing some stupid tour of New Mexico art museums or something.
Never one trip to Disney or anything like that.
I feel like I missed out on a normal childhood.
I always said I didn’t understand why anyone would choose to only have one child. After I had a child I *understood* why someone would make that choice. But I always knew I wanted one more.
My life feels complete. It’s like the world was built for families of 4 and that is what I have. I would have felt an emptiness in my life forever without my youngest son.
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