Anonymous wrote:This thread has been so helpful. We decided to go for number 3 over the holidays, and while we were excited we thought were going into it with eyes wide open. I’ve been reading this and other threads on 3 this month and we realized, after we got right up to that ledge, that maybe we don’t want what is on the other side of the ledge. Or rather, we “want” the big family but the other side of the ledge is terrifying. it took walking right up to it to notice it. Did anyone else feel this way and still go for it? I have to imagine moving forward with this much nervousness is a recipe for stress. Fwiw, I never felt like someone was missing from our family, just that we love kids and wanted a big family (chaos and all).
Anonymous wrote:I always go through a brief period of regretting a new baby. Just being honest here. Maybe the first week or so I’ve always had fleeting thoughts of, “this has ruined everything!” Eventually you adjust and the kids have adorable moments and then you can’t imagine life without them. - Mom of 4
Anonymous wrote:My third is ten months old now and by far the most difficult child I have ever seen or heard of (wakes up still every two hours through the night and very whiney and needy), but I don’t regret having her whatsoever and would do it again each time. But I knew I always wanted a third. I would have never felt “complete” without a third. Now that I have her, I feel 100% complete and 1 million percent done.
I purposefully have a 4 year gap between my second and third. I am so grateful for the gap. I would have to be committed if I had to handle my very difficult third plus two other toddlers/very young children. Having the older two be somewhat self-sufficient and able to help me with things has been a lifeline. Plus, they absolutely adore the baby in a way that a younger child wouldn’t really be able to, and seeing those interactions and care for the baby has been priceless.
My thought with kids is that if you want another, have another. It is an incredibly rare situation in which that decision under those circumstances will turn into a “regretted child.”
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I’m not sure I would put myself in the category of the poster who has a therapy fund for her third child because she doesn’t want him around. I was trying to be honest that while I adore all three of my children three was harder than I thought it would be and shifted the dynamic in our family in a way I wasn’t prepared for (being an only child myself). The skiing was just one example. But things like that happen every weekend. The truth is with two working parents it is very very hard to spend individual time with each kid. I didn’t realize how hard that would be with three. There is no time machine so I’m leaning into it and trying my absolute best to give all three what they need but maybe there is a woman reading this who would benefit from my experience.
Anonymous wrote:My third child is my abosolute favorite of the three I have.

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As a kid of a larger family, those little frustrations extended to the kids. My Dad made enough that I never qualified for financial aid, but they hadn't saved college funds for all of us and try as I could I didn't get the scholarships to make up the difference, so that big envelope from my dream school went in the trash. Other little things like I didn't get to choose what instrument I learned in band because my older sister had a flute and they couldn't afford another instrument. Made the travel team? Can't afford it.
My parents were good parents, but it's simply not the life I want for my kids.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Regret is the wrong word but yes in a way. Our older two are 8 and 6. Things had just gotten fun. Now we need to divide and conquer. Things like skiing as a whole family will need to wait years. If given a magical time machine I probably would have stuck at two even though our third is gorgeous and sweet. It’s not about her being great or not great it’s about the whole family dynamic having shifted in a way I’m not crazy about. Honest answer here.
That definitely sounds like less fun, but you and the other poster who "regrets" her child just make me think - you really value restaurants, skiing, and small SUV's over having a third child? Really? Those are your priorities in life?
I’m not sure I would put myself in the category of the poster who has a therapy fund for her third child because she doesn’t want him around. I was trying to be honest that while I adore all three of my children three was harder than I thought it would be and shifted the dynamic in our family in a way I wasn’t prepared for (being an only child myself). The skiing was just one example. But things like that happen every weekend. The truth is with two working parents it is very very hard to spend individual time with each kid. I didn’t realize how hard that would be with three. There is no time machine so I’m leaning into it and trying my absolute best to give all three what they need but maybe there is a woman reading this who would benefit from my experience.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Regret is the wrong word but yes in a way. Our older two are 8 and 6. Things had just gotten fun. Now we need to divide and conquer. Things like skiing as a whole family will need to wait years. If given a magical time machine I probably would have stuck at two even though our third is gorgeous and sweet. It’s not about her being great or not great it’s about the whole family dynamic having shifted in a way I’m not crazy about. Honest answer here.
I think it's all about age spacing. We have two under two and if we have a third I want to do it ASAP. No way am I getting out of nap and diaper stage and going backwards.
You will need lots of help. The only thing making it doable was having the older kids self sufficient enough to do their own bath or fix themselves breakfast and get dressed etc. Three helpless toddlers and babies with no live-in nanny or grandma is a recipe for disaster.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Regret is the wrong word but yes in a way. Our older two are 8 and 6. Things had just gotten fun. Now we need to divide and conquer. Things like skiing as a whole family will need to wait years. If given a magical time machine I probably would have stuck at two even though our third is gorgeous and sweet. It’s not about her being great or not great it’s about the whole family dynamic having shifted in a way I’m not crazy about. Honest answer here.
I think it's all about age spacing. We have two under two and if we have a third I want to do it ASAP. No way am I getting out of nap and diaper stage and going backwards.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Regret is the wrong word but yes in a way. Our older two are 8 and 6. Things had just gotten fun. Now we need to divide and conquer. Things like skiing as a whole family will need to wait years. If given a magical time machine I probably would have stuck at two even though our third is gorgeous and sweet. It’s not about her being great or not great it’s about the whole family dynamic having shifted in a way I’m not crazy about. Honest answer here.
That definitely sounds like less fun, but you and the other poster who "regrets" her child just make me think - you really value restaurants, skiing, and small SUV's over having a third child? Really? Those are your priorities in life?
This is missing the point. It's not that restaurants, skiing, and small SUVs are a "value", these are just the things that these PPs are highlighting as examples of a different value, which is flexibility. With a smaller family, you can bend your family to fit the world. With a larger family, you have to bend the world to fit your family. It's limiting. That doesn't mean you don't love your kids or there aren't fun things about having a big family, but it is the truth.
People talk a lot about things being "family-friendly." Is that restaurant family-friendly? Do you have family-friendly vacation ideas? Is that a family-friendly neighborhood? But the thing about a big family is that it's not very "world-friendly". It's unwieldy. People will invite you over less often (or not at all) because they don't have the space to accommodate you. People will not want to sit near your family at restaurants. Lots of activities will be prohibitively expensive because you have to pay for that 5th and even 6th ticket. Some places simply won't have room for you. And when you are out in the world together, you will often be way more focused on each other than the world around you, which will make people resentful.
It's not a judgment, just the truth. Bigger families are harder. You have to decide if that extra child is really worth those difficulties.
As a kid of a larger family, those little frustrations extended to the kids. My Dad made enough that I never qualified for financial aid, but they hadn't saved college funds for all of us and try as I could I didn't get the scholarships to make up the difference, so that big envelope from my dream school went in the trash. Other little things like I didn't get to choose what instrument I learned in band because my older sister had a flute and they couldn't afford another instrument. Made the travel team? Can't afford it.
My parents were good parents, but it's simply not the life I want for my kids.
But again, this is about money. Some families can give everyone the flute. It’s only a reason to have 2 if you can’t afford more
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Regret is the wrong word but yes in a way. Our older two are 8 and 6. Things had just gotten fun. Now we need to divide and conquer. Things like skiing as a whole family will need to wait years. If given a magical time machine I probably would have stuck at two even though our third is gorgeous and sweet. It’s not about her being great or not great it’s about the whole family dynamic having shifted in a way I’m not crazy about. Honest answer here.
That definitely sounds like less fun, but you and the other poster who "regrets" her child just make me think - you really value restaurants, skiing, and small SUV's over having a third child? Really? Those are your priorities in life?