ONLY Three Kids–One Author’s Story

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A couple weeks ago, I sat in a hard chair at a book signing event, trying to get people to come talk to me. Finally a man came over and asked what my book, How to Have Peace When You’re Falling to Pieces, was about. I told him it was about motherhood and overcoming the feelings of guilt, stress, and inadequacy that many moms face every day. 

“How many kids do you have?” he asked.

“Three,” I said proudly.

He gave me a funny look. “Only three?”

I knew exactly what he was thinking. There are books out there by mothers of eight, ten, and even twelve children. Now those are the books you want to read. Those moms must have it all together, right? They know all the tricks and secrets to motherhood, after raising so many kids. So why would you buy a book by a mother of three? 

And that, my friends, is my point. 

I can’t tell you how many times I’ve talked to other women who have said, “I know we ONLY have four, but I just can’t handle more than four. Do you think that’s selfish?”  Or, “My mom had eight kids. I’m going out of my mind with five! I don’t know how she did that. I want to be a good mom, but I just don’t think I can handle another one.”

I live in Utah, where sometimes it feels like the number of kids you have is the familial equivalent to the brand of car (or minivan) you drive. In some peoples’ eyes, children are like pets, cute little collections that you play with during the day and then lock up at night–adorable little faces that you dress up on Sundays and parade around the neighborhood on family walks. Then we go home and struggle with back-talk and natural consequences and messiness and chore lists, and wonder where we went wrong.

We live in a very different culture here. In many ways, it’s not “how many kids do you and your husband want?” It’s more like, “What’s the maximum amount of kids you can juggle and keep alive?” And frequently, you add one or two more on top of that.

I’m being a little tongue-in-cheek here, but seriously. In other states, ONLY three kids would be above the national average. It would mean that each one was wanted, raised, loved, and cared for. Each is a person with a personality and dreams. I may ONLY have three kids, but you’d better believe they’re my world, not just numbers. When did adding to a family become an Olympic event, or a status symbol?

Does a mom of ONLY three kids know any less about her children than a mother of eight? Does a mom of ONLY three kids not experience pain, guilt, stress, and overwhelming love? At what point is a woman eligible to share what she’s learned on her journey–when her kids are in college, or when she’s still on the rocky road of parenthood, taking notes as she goes and trying to lift others?

At what point does the ONLY go away? 

My children are still young, and yes, there are ONLY three of them. I’m sure we’ll have more someday (and no, it’s not really everyone’s business). But I believe that every mom, whether she has one child or ten, whether she works or not, and whether she’s single or married, experiences the same bleary-eyed, sleepless shock of a new baby. Every mom knows how it feels to wake up, force a smile, and begin the arduous mountain climb of motherhood all over again. It would sure be nice if moms felt comfortable expressing their feelings about motherhood with each other, instead of comparing number of kids and ages and deciding who’s a “good” mom and who’s not. It would sure be nice if we could help and pull each other along, able to rely on other people instead of feeling so alone.

I hope it happens someday. I hope that women who read my book feel that way. I really do hope that moms understand how important and rewarding their job is, regardless of the hard stuff–because each child is a person, not a number, and ONLY three is a pretty dang good job.

So the next time someone looks at me and says, “Only three?” I’ll smile and say “Yep!” And then I’ll ask about their own children, because that’s probably what they really want to talk about anyway.

Do you have any thoughts? Please comment below. 

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4 responses »

  1. I used to think 3 was a small number, until I had three. Now, I’m in over my head in a way I never thought I’d be. Yes, mormon culture plays a role in that for sure! And, for me, three is plenty, and if they want to question that, then they will get an earful about my own issues that they probably don’t want to hear! HA!

  2. It was a man who made that comment about only having three children so don’t worry! For some they have many kids and the life they live suits them, but for others they may have as few as one and life can be very difficult. The number of children does not alway equate to the difficulty of life. I have four and I am lucky that they share a lot of my husbands characteristics so are relatively uncomplicated by my standards. My standards are that they are not drinking, taking drugs and in trouble with police. Others may have different standards wanting their children to achieve very high grades, keep their rooms tidy and eat everything they are given. If that were the case and they had my children life would indeed be very difficult. I wish you luck. Parenting is difficult. I decided very early on that I couldn’t hope to be perfect, and I also accepted my children will blame me for all their woes in later life. So now I am happy to just enjoy them whilst they still like me! Best wishes with your book. I have actually seen reference to it on quite a few blogs.

    • Thank you both for the comments! It’s true, numbers aren’t everything. I feel very blessed to have every single one of my kids, and I’m just trying to do the best I can. That’s all we can really do, right? Good luck, ladies!

  3. Totally loved reading this!! We recently had our last baby which makes four ages 0,2,4, and 6. In Utah it’s no big deal but in our travels we realize that it’s quite impressive and I have to stop and give myself some praise for having “so many kids”. I don’t think anybody should judge how many kids you have. Everybody has that number that works for them. For some its 3. For some its 13. Thanks for this post!

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