My family is considered large by most standards. When I was a little girl, I just knew I was going to grow up and have two kids. Just two! There were two in my family, and two in most of my friend’s families. My uncle had four kids, and their family was “HUGE” by my dad’s description, so two must be the ‘proper’ number of children to have… right?

No one ever told me I’d WANT more than two children. I never DREAMED I’d have more than two children. I never dreamed I’d be divorced by 21, with an infant. And I certainly never thought I’d marry a guy with kids! I went from being the single mom of one to the mom in a blended family with three children! J came long, which gave us four. We were done. Pregnancy and female things were difficult for me at best, and risky. Besides, I was 22 and we had four kids between us. We had that “HUGE” family… except it really didn’t FEEL huge. We were busy, for sure. Being 22 with four kids under 6 keeps one quite busy. But we weren’t done.

Six years after J was born, the Lord brought us D1 by foster adoption. 21 months (and many, many foster kids/babies later) D2 graced our home. This brought us up to six. And it still didn’t feel HUGE. Full, busy, and fun, but not huge. Our 18yo dd is now in her first place, and she is graduated and working full time.

I spend my time working to manage the EVERYTHING that goes with the other five. Lately I’ve been spending my time at Large Family Logistics, to get ideas on how to manage all this STUFF, laundry, meals, and everything else. Because although my life is fun and busy, I still have a lazy tendency and “What’s for dinner Mom?” always sends me scurrying around the house at 4:30 in the afternoon while I try to figure it out. While sometimes it seems like I have it all figured out, I still can use some help from time to time too. Feel free to comment me and point me in the direction of other such websites! I can use all the help that I can get!