My wife and I are both forty-four years old now. Just a month and a half ago, we welcomed a new baby into our family. We already had five childrenall boysand now, at last, we have a daughter!
Our relationship began early, back in our school days. By some twist of fate, my wife gave birth to our first child when she was just sixteen. That never lessened our feelings for each other; if anything, it strengthened our bond, and we married soon after.
My parents have always been supportive of us. When we discovered, at the age of twenty, that we were expecting our second child, everyone was overjoyed.
One afternoon, my mother confided in me that she had always wanted at least two children herself, but she and my father werent blessed in that way. As a result, theyve always cherished the chance to help care for their grandchildren.
Being a father is no walk in the park. There are frightening momentslike when the kids get sickand there are moments both funny and sad, especially after the inevitable family squabbles. Still, none of this has ever diminished my love for my children or my wife. I believe that, as long as were able to raise children, we should welcome them into the world. My wife and I feel truly blessed, and we have no plans to stop; wed love to have an even bigger family.
Do you think this outlook is wise? Life has taught me that the greatest happiness is often found in sharing love, support, and laughter with those closest to us.
