The Case for Siblings
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I have gotten the impression that some people think big families are accidents, as if the parents are a bit simple and just haven’t figured out how these things work, so they didn’t manage to stem the flow of children before it got embarrassing, kind of like when you wait too long to fix your cat and suddenly have ten kittens that need homes.
My husband and I each come from families with seven children. There were times as a kid when I was embarrassed to have so many siblings. I would go through sibling by sibling and try to pick which ones I didn’t want so that our family could be a more normal size. I always arrived at the same conclusion: that I liked each one and would keep them after all. When Matt and I were dating we said that we would have two to four children. We currently have two plus four children, to quote my father, “we figure it’s a good start to a family.”
It saddens me to see fewer couples choosing to have large families because coming from a big family has been an amazing blessing for me. My brother and sisters are my best friends. They are the ones I call when I need to share or laugh and when I can’t handle my grief. Beside Matt they are the ones who held me as we lost our babies last year, and they packed up the nursery so that I wouldn’t have to come home and stare into the empty cribs. After the gift of life, the greatest gift my parents ever gave me was the gift of my siblings.
It’s a gift I wanted to give my children. Our siblings share histories, parents, and memories with us in ways that no one else ever could. That helps them understand us like no one else does.
Big families are often big by design and not by accident. When my second son was born, and I lay in the hospital bed snuggling his little body in my arms, I felt that my family was complete. But, I soon found that I couldn’t justify leaving my children with just one sibling simply because I didn’t like pregnancy, labor, or lack of sleep. I struggled with this again after our daughter was born. I had my little girl. I could dress her up and teach her to sew. We would do everything together and be best friends. Family complete.
About this time one of my husband’s aunts died, leaving behind an only child, a daughter who said that in losing her mother she had lost her best friend. I realized that, if life followed a natural course, I would probably die about thirty years before my daughter, leaving her as devastated as Matt’s cousin. I knew that what she really needed was a best friend much closer to her age, otherwise known as a sister. Fortunately, God thought so, too, and we arrived at five.
As the average family continues to shrink in size, fewer people understand the unique dynamics of a big family. Relationships form differently. Here are some of my observations:
When a friend asks me if I think that she should have another child I tell her two things. First of all, that she may regret NOT having another child, but will never regret having him. Secondly, I tell her that while love doesn’t divide but it multiplies, time does the opposite. The more children you have, the less time you have for each one individually. So, you need to be willing to sacrifice in other areas to have time for your kids. I wish I had added a third bit of advice: Another sibling is one of the greatest gifts you can give your children.