Anonymous wrote:There’s a 7 year gap in my family of origin, and it’s like two different families in a lot of ways.
When the youngest was born, we were: 15, 13, 11 & almost 4. My parents intentionally had the fifth because they didn’t want #4 to feel like an only child, which was wild to me! But now I get it. We very much segregate into the older kids and the younger kids.
I love my youngest brothers sooo much and am so grateful my parents were able to have a big family. But one last kid after a long gap is a tricky dynamic. I was off to college the same day my youngest brother started Pk. But he had his not that much older brother at home still.
The youngest two are still super close, talk almost everyday, etc, and as they get into their mid 20s+ the age gap feels smaller. I still struggle to see the youngest as an adult (he’s 25).
At 39, you probably aren’t thinking to have two more, and I wouldn’t throw one more kid into the mix.
But I’m also 40 and very happy with two and cannot imagine adding a third, so ymmv. I’m sitting here trying to figure out a non-awk way to ask my littlest bro (whose married and expressed wanting kids) if he wants me to hold onto the high chair, crib, stroller etc that I’m so very grateful to never need again for him.
My family of origin has a similar story, but with a bigger gap. When my youngest sibling was born, we were 22, 19, 16, and 3. They also had the youngest so the 4th would not feel like an only child. Things worked out fine, but definitely two separate “litters” of children.