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As my husband and I are discussing the size of family we want, we’ve hit a snag. Specifically, I have never met a person who was from a family of three or more kids who has a single nice thing to say about their parents’ choice to have more than two children (exceptions are those with 8 or more years between consecutive children). Most feel that their parents were neglectful or worse and some say they would rather not have existed at all. Most hate some if not all of their siblings. All of them say to maximize children at 2 and that all who do not limit themselves this much commit the crime of child abuse. My husband says this cannot be the case, as the Church recommends large families. Neither of us is from a large family.
You need to make new friends. I find this all very unusual.
I would like answers only from those who grew up in a family of three or more children, without significant age gaps (8 years or more).
  1. How many were in your family, divided by gender, and how many years apart?
  2. Would you have (have you had) more than two children?
  3. How did your parents keep you from hating your siblings?
  4. How did your parents raise more than two and avoid neglecting all of them?
  1. Three children, 2 girls 1 boy, about 5 years age spread.
  2. Four children.
  3. They didn’t really need to.
  4. They were competent parents. Unless the parents are selfish and/or resentful of their children, it’s not that hard to love more than two of them at once.
Again, I think you need new friends.
 
I am in the US and speaking to numerous people ranging from 25-65 years old.

By hate, I am referring to a total inability to hold a conversation that does not involve shouting and name calling, a wish that the other didn’t exist, or the all-consuming jealousy that causes one sibling to lie to defame the others in public, even so far as to perjure themselves in court. As I see this in all adults with multiple siblings, I am concerned with what it is that causes this, or more importantly how to avoid it.

As the church fathers and multiple Popes have spoken in encouragement of large families, it could be said that they are at least mildly encouraged by our church.

I understand discernment to be a process, but for one to consider more children, hearing only one-sided opinions about the cruelty of large families from those in such families, discernment cannot logically happen, thus my questions. Thank you all so far, but I welcome more for my gathering of information, especially on questions 3&4.
Smaller families can have some pretty awful dynamics, too.

Dh is the oldest of 8. Every one of them is thrilled to have grown up in such a big family. They bickered as kids sometimes, of course–what family doesn’t?–but as (mostly) adults now, they’re all very, very close, and they all have wonderful memories from growing up. Their parents had a very good marriage and were fairly functional people. They have a total age gap of 18 years oldest-youngest, with the oldest 6 quite close to each other in age and the younger 2 close to each other but much younger than the older group.

I’m the oldest of 3. My next-youngest sister and I hated each other from the time we were in our preteen years until we were most of the way through college. We couldn’t even have a civil phone conversation most of the time. I practically raised the youngest sister–seven-year age gap there–so while we get along and I still keep an eye out for her, that’s about it. We aren’t close. Our parents were dysfunctional in the extreme (substance abuse, mental illness, massive untreated issues), and deliberately pitted us all against each other from an early age. However, I will say that my next-youngest sister and I are now very close indeed, which I’m grateful for every day.

I was initially afraid of having kids at all, especially more than one or two, because of my experience growing up. However, I’ve come to the conclusion that it doesn’t have to be like that, and DH and I will discern on an ongoing basis when to avoid and when to either actively try to get pregnant or to simply let what happens happen. We’d like a larger family, but aren’t going to set any firm numbers.

About personal attention: DH’s father made a point of spending as much time with his kids as possible, both by coaching/being involved in their activities, and by taking one kid out for “dad time” every Saturday morning on a rotating basis. I believe his mom did similar things.

Re #3: They didn’t build in the sort of stuff that leads to resentments. I was 7, for example, and responsible for diapering/feeding/putting to bed my baby sister. When she wet the bed, I had to take care of that. When my mother would get so drunk she’d pass out holding her, I’d keep myself awake so I could get her and put her to bed. I didn’t blame my sister for this per se, but I really resented that I had to do all that at the same time, and I’m sure that’s led to us not being very close now. DH’s family, on the other hand, didn’t have that dysfunction, and while older siblings sometimes helped a little with younger ones (ie, help them tie their shoes, or played with them for 20 minutes while another sibling got one-on-one math help with mom, and so on) it wasn’t all the time, and it wasn’t nearly that level of responsibility. Older kids who babysat younger ones for more than the time it would take for a grocery run would get paid whatever they’d usually make doing that for another family. Kids might take on jobs that are more often parents’ jobs (laundry, for example), but they’d get paid for that, too. This also taught them that hard work translates to money–a good life lesson. 😉 They all also had their own chores that they weren’t paid for, I should hasten to add: they were expected to tidy up after themselves and contribute to general household chores by taking out trash or sweeping or vacuuming as part of being a family.

Neglect? I suppose that if they’d stopped at 2, they’d have gotten more one-on-one time, but DH’s parents seemed to make a point of actively working on their relationships with each kid rather than being passive about it. In terms of shelter, food, and so on, there definitely was no neglect at all.

It worked for them. Doesn’t mean it works for all of us, of course. I know a lot of people from the kind of families you described, and though I disagree with them fundamentally, I also understand their attitudes perfectly. This is especially common in older daughters in BIG families whose parents put much too much responsibility on them, to the point that their educations are non-existent and they essentially raise younger siblings. This is abuse, and is inexcusable.
 
  1. 4 in my family: Older brother (21 Months), Fraternal twin Brother (I’m also a male by the way), and younger sister (14 months).
  2. Currently single but I too would like to have large family (Both my parents are from families with 5 kids so it wasn’t really uncharted territory for them).
  3. My parents all let us have our own interests (even though determining car transportation was hassle at times 😃 ). I think being so close in age helped us too since we were often in the same life stages so we could really relate to each other (not there weren’t times when I was angry or mad at one of my siblings). Also (I think most importantly) they made a real strong effort to not show any favoritism (which I think helps eliminate any resentment someone might feel).
  4. My parents joke that is all about learning to play “zone defense” rather than man to man (especially when you have a bunch of toddlers running around 🙂 ). In all seriousness, I think its the same as raising two or even one kids. Be interested in their life, interests, play active role in their education, etc.
Having a large families presents unique challenges, but there is also benefits (more people do to chores, more people for familial support during trials in life, etc). Final note, you learn to love places like Costco/Sam’s Club and become a great bulk bargain shopper 👍. Hope this helps.
 
Am I to understand that if I cannot have more than two children without having them shar a room, that I am likely to see trouble?
Not necessarily, but a lot of children would benefit from the opportunity to get away from siblings and to protect their belongings.

I also expect that room sharing and non-stop togetherness are very hard on young introverts.

In my family, my oldest has so many big girl hobbies involving chokeable small pieces, delicate machinery (she owns a sewing machine), and sharp tools that I would not consider her sharing a room with her 2-year-old sister for at least the next 3+ years.
 
I am in the US and speaking to numerous people ranging from 25-65 years old.

By hate, I am referring to a total inability to hold a conversation that does not involve shouting and name calling, a wish that the other didn’t exist, or the all-consuming jealousy that causes one sibling to lie to defame the others in public, even so far as to perjure themselves in court. As I see this in all adults with multiple siblings, I am concerned with what it is that causes this, or more importantly how to avoid it.

As the church fathers and multiple Popes have spoken in encouragement of large families, it could be said that they are at least mildly encouraged by our church.

I understand discernment to be a process, but for one to consider more children, hearing only one-sided opinions about the cruelty of large families from those in such families, discernment cannot logically happen, thus my questions. Thank you all so far, but I welcome more for my gathering of information, especially on questions 3&4.
I would suggest you read the books “Siblings Without Rivalry.”

There’s a lot of material there that I think will make it clearer how sibling relationships go wrong even (or especially) in two child families. And, it has cartoons!
 
I am the 2nd of 5
18 months separate me from #1 and #3
We are best friends. Through thick and thin, no other but your family is there for you. Especially now in our 50s. When a sibling shows up, immediate peace and thanksgiving are in order. We KNOW each other and can relate. We take care of each other near and far. I could not imagine it any other way.
Our parents had us play together. Any squabbles were forgotten the next day. What lasts is family.
 
I think you need some new friends.

Why do you think you need to provide a child with their own room?
Amen. Amen.

All of this is typical materialistic Americanism. By the way, it is a duty (and awesome privilege) of every Catholic marriage to be fruitful and open to the gift of new life, as Pope Francis recently stated. Periodic continence (aka NFP) may only be resorted to for serious reasons. In other words, married couples have a duty to breed, not like rabbits, but rational rabbits. 😉

Here’s a sermon on the subject from romans10seventeen.org/

See also this sage counsel from Fr. Brian Harrison.
  1. catholicculture.org/culture/library/view.cfm?recnum=6452
  2. rtforum.org/lt/lt103.html
 
Whether I got along or still get along with my many siblings is irrelevant to your decision: ALL people must struggle to get along with others, whether an only child, one of two, or more. I have met many only children who were very lonely and I realize I can be lonely, alone or in a crowd. The size of a family is not a predictable factor for success: love, faith, maturity, applied intelligence, some leadership abilities are all important. The grace of God is the most important.

My mom had a friend who wanted a big family. She had one child. She said she lived vicariously through my moms family; when my folks died and her husband died, she moved in with me and sort of “adopted” my family. That was the grace of God.

Ben Franklins mom had about 17 kids, yet she worked out a way to spend quality one to one time with each child to nurture their talents.

Many families who have lost their only child might have a word for you.

Many kids are smothering from over-parenting or being mom’s friend. Siblings can deflect a lot of pressure or add to it. It’s all life.

My neighbor always tells me that more problems happen in bigger families. That might be true, but more joys happen too.
 
I suspect that birth order affects how one views one’s family of origin.

Like a previous poster, my baby brother was eventually left all alone with our parents in a house 1/2 mile from the nearest neighbor and 20 minutes from our small home town. Apparently, that was kind of a bummer. But when I grew up in the exact same home, there were my mom, dad, and three kids, and it didn’t feel lonely or isolated at all.

Likewise, in my grandma’s family (Protestants, I should mention), my bright, uber responsible great aunt was the oldest of 8 children. As I’m told, she got to see the family in more prosperous days, but as the family grew and grew (and the Great Depression started) she got to see them getting poorer and poorer. Also, her responsibilities as the oldest girl were growing and growing as the family grew. My great aunt grew up to be a married career lady and to have one (1.0000) child. Years later when her only son and his wife had a second child, she had a huge conniption about it–apparently Grapes of Wrath style privation awaited this dual income yuppie couple if they were going to have a second child. Meanwhile, my grandma was a younger girl in that family and did not have nearly the level of responsibility that her older sister had had or the memories of more prosperous days. My grandma had three Baby Boomer children. Her oldest child (my dad) had three children. And, at least at the moment, I have three children.
 
As my husband and I are discussing the size of family we want, we’ve hit a snag. Specifically, I have never met a person who was from a family of three or more kids who has a single nice thing to say about their parents’ choice to have more than two children (exceptions are those with 8 or more years between consecutive children). Most feel that their parents were neglectful or worse and some say they would rather not have existed at all. Most hate some if not all of their siblings. All of them say to maximize children at 2 and that all who do not limit themselves this much commit the crime of child abuse. My husband says this cannot be the case, as the Church recommends large families. Neither of us is from a large family.

I would like answers only from those who grew up in a family of three or more children, without significant age gaps (8 years or more).
  1. How many were in your family, divided by gender, and how many years apart?
  2. Would you have (have you had) more than two children?
  3. How did your parents keep you from hating your siblings?
  4. How did your parents raise more than two and avoid neglecting all of them?
  1. Six. Two girls and four boys. The first four were about two years younger than the next oldest sibling. About 8 years before the last two, who were about two years apart.
  2. Yes. Five.
  3. It didn’t come up. We didn’t hate each other, and didn’t think we had a reason to.
  4. This is hard for me to even understand. We were fed, clothed, disciplined, educated, taught to pray and to be good. Every one obtained a post graduate degree. We were, I’ll admit, given a lot of freedom. We lived in the country. Other than when we had school, work or homework to do, we went out in the morning, explored, had “adventures”, hunted for arrowheads, fished, hunted, picked fruit in season, investigated things, swam where and when we wanted. We had a sort of “deal” with my mom. If we brought back berries, or other fruit, she would make jelly or pies out of it for us. If we brought back fish, she would cook it, but we had to clean it. Same with crawdad tails if we caught them and shelled them for her. Frog legs, we sometimes fed the whole family with them. I’ll admit, climbing trees for wild grapes for jelly wasn’t easy, (and was a bit hazardous) but we did that too. If, on a non-school day, I wanted to read all day, I could. My parents had a pretty decent library for the time, and I enjoyed their books. Any of my siblings could do that, and did when they wanted to. If I wanted to build something, I could, and sometimes did, and pretty much without parental direction. I suppose some would think of that as neglect because there were hazards involved in all of it. I saw it as the most wonderful freedom that a kid could imagine. We did have to show up in time for dinner, though, no matter what.
My dad worked in town, but had a few head of cattle. He would let us ride in the truck bed of his pickup to go see to them. He even let us ride on the fenders of an old truck that had lavish fenders. We rode up on the top of hay trucks and helped load hay in the barn. He let me drive the old pickup when I was 12, and I drove it ever after that, with one or more siblings on the fenders, in the back or on the running boards. We drove the cattle when needed, and I was chased more than once. We fed hay in the wintertime. We carried guns when we felt like it from about age 10 on. But my dad was very strict in his lessons on gun use and safety, and we adhered to them.

People would truly call a lot of that neglect, and I guess my parents would get in trouble nowadays if people knew what we did. Me, I thought it was terrific. Still do.

Now, one needs to realize that older siblings in a situation like that take quite a bit of responsibility for the younger ones. Our parents demanded that we do it in a reasonable manner, and we did. We didn’t think anything was wrong with that, and it truly didn’t seem much of a burden.

We did a fair amount of work when called upon to do it, and nearly always did it together.
I’m not going to say we didn’t quarrel, because we did. But the family had a rule that no one could go to bed without making up, no matter how strong the quarrel was. Never sleeping on one’s anger was an absolute.
 
Mjs2001, I have only met one Catholic family with more than two children. Many of the people I am referring to have left the Church due to it’s encouragement for larger families. We have a dying parish in my community, with very few people under 60. There is also no homeschooling group in my community. That is why I am asking online.
I’m sorry. I live in a dying parish, too, but we have a few big families and it’s delightful to have them in our parish. You might try a nearby parish to see if you can connect with people with a more diverse (that is, orthodox) opinion on family, marriage, and parent/child issues. Thank you though, for searching. It is very difficult sometimes be a Catholic mother or Catholic father in a culture (or parish!) where so many look upon you with judgment and disdain. Know that some of us think that there are few things on life as beautiful as seeing a big, happy Catholic family who if focused on serving God and on being there for one another. God bless you.
 
I’m sorry. I live in a dying parish, too, but we have a few big families and it’s delightful to have them in our parish. You might try a nearby parish to see if you can connect with people with a more diverse (that is, orthodox) opinion on family, marriage, and parent/child issues. Thank you though, for searching. It is very difficult sometimes be a Catholic mother or Catholic father in a culture (or parish!) where so many look upon you with judgment and disdain. Know that some of us think that there are few things in life as beautiful as seeing a big, happy Catholic family that is focused on serving God and on being there for one another. God bless you.
 
  1. How many were in your family, divided by gender, and how many years apart?
All same gender. 2-3 years apart.
  1. Would you have (have you had) more than two children?
Yes.
  1. How did your parents keep you from hating your siblings?
There was nothing specific I can remember. They didn’t play favorites in ageism, words, special days, or gifts which I think matters big time to kids.
  1. How did your parents raise more than two and avoid neglecting all of them?
This is confusing to me. I know lots of families with more than 2 kids and the kids are no where near neglected. We had more than 2 in my family and we were never neglected by any means. We were all cherished, loved, and treated very well at all times, ages, and stages. Many of our friends wanted our parents as theirs (they told us so). All of us went to college, roomed together if we wanted, and the majority of us have graduate degrees too. Our parents are still super important and close to us and the best role models in our lives. We are blessed to have them and never once did they neglect us. I am offended someone would think just based on our family size.
 
As my husband and I are discussing the size of family we want, we’ve hit a snag. Specifically, I have never met a person who was from a family of three or more kids who has a single nice thing to say about their parents’ choice to have more than two children (exceptions are those with 8 or more years between consecutive children). Most feel that their parents were neglectful or worse and some say they would rather not have existed at all. Most hate some if not all of their siblings. All of them say to maximize children at 2 and that all who do not limit themselves this much commit the crime of child abuse. My husband says this cannot be the case, as the Church recommends large families. Neither of us is from a large family.

I would like answers only from those who grew up in a family of three or more children, without significant age gaps (8 years or more).
  1. How many were in your family, divided by gender, and how many years apart?
  2. Would you have (have you had) more than two children?
  3. How did your parents keep you from hating your siblings?
  4. How did your parents raise more than two and avoid neglecting all of them?
  1. There were ten kids in my family. We were all 1-2 years apart. I was seventeen when the youngest was born. The first was adopted. I was the first born of my mother.
  2. My wife and I have eight children. Six are still at home.
  3. This question assumes we hate each other, or would have were it not for parental intervention. This makes no sense. The oldest adopted child is a sociopath who has been in and out of prison his whole adult life. They tried psychologists, medication, etc. He’s just an evil person and nothing they could have done would change that. The rest of us get along reasonably well.
  4. Large families do everything pretty much as a family, and so everyone gets included in everything. If a child wants to do something independently, then that is allowed, encouraged, and facilitated. The question assumes neglect. That’s an issue that is entirely independent of the number of children. My wife’s mother had two and neglected them both. There were two stepchildren from her step mother, and they were mentally abused, and continue to be emotionally abused as adults. My wife loves my family because it is much more functional than her own.
I had a largely happy childhood, except for the older adopted brother picking a fistfight with me every day until he was sent to juvenile detention. He got more attention than the rest of us as my parents bent over backwards to try to address his problems. I think that your post paints a completely inaccurate picture of large families. Just what sort of people do you associate with who would say such things? The large families that I know are happy and joyful. Nobody’s perfect, and there are always problems to overcome. I think that if you have a person who is inherently selfish and resentful, they’re going to find something to resent for selfish reasons. I also suspect they have been influenced by our secular culture and the Planned Parenthood people, because what you posted is a false negative stereotype of large families promoted by population control advocates.
 
If we brought back berries, or other fruit, she would make jelly or pies out of it for us. If we brought back fish, she would cook it, but we had to clean it. Same with crawdad tails if we caught them and shelled them for her. Frog legs, we sometimes fed the whole family with them.
Great memories! I loved to go fishing as a child. I used to ride my bike out to a local pier and fish during the summer. I remember bringing back a ton of mackerel, bonita, and other fish. I also brought back trout, bluegill, and bass I caught closer to town. But my mom didn’t know how to cook those fish, so I did. I would smoke the saltwater fish in a smoker I rigged up using coffee cans and my camp stove, and the freshwater fish would be breaded and fried. One time I brought back a stringer of crappie that was so heavy I could barely lift it. We ate for a long time off of that. I breaded them in cracker crumbs with egg or milk wash. They didn’t need it, but I loved to fish and it was a great way to help out.
 
Am I to understand that if I cannot have more than two children without having them share a room, that I am likely to see trouble?
I know children from affluent families who could have their own rooms if they wanted to, and they choose not to. Other families put children together because they think being able to share space at close quarters teaches respect for others that you don’t learn when you never have to concern yourself with anyone but yourself. After all–marriage usually involves sharing a room, and being a considerate roommate is not a small thing when it comes to marital happiness!
 
I am in the US and speaking to numerous people ranging from 25-65 years old.

By hate, I am referring to a total inability to hold a conversation that does not involve shouting and name calling, a wish that the other didn’t exist, or the all-consuming jealousy that causes one sibling to lie to defame the others in public, even so far as to perjure themselves in court. As I see this in all adults with multiple siblings, I am concerned with what it is that causes this, or more importantly how to avoid it.

As the church fathers and multiple Popes have spoken in encouragement of large families, it could be said that they are at least mildly encouraged by our church.

I understand discernment to be a process, but for one to consider more children, hearing only one-sided opinions about the cruelty of large families from those in such families, discernment cannot logically happen, thus my questions. Thank you all so far, but I welcome more for my gathering of information, especially on questions 3&4.
The inability to hold a conversation with a family member without shouting and name-calling is disordered, but it is hardly confined to families with many children. It has more to do with the maturity level and mental health of the parents. Honestly, it sounds like the family of origin in which the parent was suffering from addiction or a mental disorder. That will mess up a family of any size.

I grew up around families where our family of eight was “medium large.” The typical family had 4-5 children, and the really big families had 12-16 children. There were a few families with only one or two, and quite a few with three. I’ve been lucky enough not to know any families well with the kind of problems that you describe–not the big ones, not the small ones.

That is not the kind of family dynamic that falls on you because you have lots of children.
 
I know children from affluent families who could have their own rooms if they wanted to, and they choose not to. Other families put children together because they think being able to share space at close quarters teaches respect for others that you don’t learn when you never have to concern yourself with anyone but yourself. After all–marriage usually involves sharing a room, and being a considerate roommate is not a small thing when it comes to marital happiness!
One little problem with that–we choose our spouses, but we don’t get to choose which siblings we bunk with.

I periodically shared a room or a bed with my sister when we were living in that half-built house–it was certainly comforting on cold, dark nights in a big house when we were littler. However, once I was in my teen years, I hugely appreciated being able to close and lock a door and keep frisky younger siblings out.

Sometimes you just need to be alone.

theatlantic.com/magazine/archive/2003/03/caring-for-your-introvert/302696/
 
I am in the US and speaking to numerous people ranging from 25-65 years old.

By hate, I am referring to a total inability to hold a conversation that does not involve shouting and name calling, a wish that the other didn’t exist, or the all-consuming jealousy that causes one sibling to lie to defame the others in public, even so far as to perjure themselves in court. As I see this in all adults with multiple siblings, I am concerned with what it is that causes this, or more importantly how to avoid it.

As the church fathers and multiple Popes have spoken in encouragement of large families, it could be said that they are at least mildly encouraged by our church.

I understand discernment to be a process, but for one to consider more children, hearing only one-sided opinions about the cruelty of large families from those in such families, discernment cannot logically happen, thus my questions. Thank you all so far, but I welcome more for my gathering of information, especially on questions 3&4.
I have NEVER seen the hate you describe occur in my family. I have seen some of it occur in larger families, but I think it has more to do with individual personalities than the actual size of the family.
 
Great memories! I loved to go fishing as a child. I used to ride my bike out to a local pier and fish during the summer. I remember bringing back a ton of mackerel, bonita, and other fish. I also brought back trout, bluegill, and bass I caught closer to town. But my mom didn’t know how to cook those fish, so I did. I would smoke the saltwater fish in a smoker I rigged up using coffee cans and my camp stove, and the freshwater fish would be breaded and fried. One time I brought back a stringer of crappie that was so heavy I could barely lift it. We ate for a long time off of that. I breaded them in cracker crumbs with egg or milk wash. They didn’t need it, but I loved to fish and it was a great way to help out.
OT but still funny:

Your story reminds me of an experience my father had. (BTW my father is one of 4 siblings. Most of them get along fairly well.) Now, you have to understand, Dad is not a big fish person. When he was fairly young, he went fishing and he caught a fish. He was SO excited that he ran back home (they lived on a farm near the river) and Grandma had to drop everything she was doing and cook this thing for him right then and there. So she cooks it up, puts it on his plate, and Dad says, “I can’t eat this, it’s fish.”
 
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