One kid after another, our family has been growing. First it was up to three although, that after the second we bought a car with seven seats (just that we can have friends with us where ever we like to go). Three little ones was enough though. I almost lost my physical health and almost lost my sanity. We decided to have a break.
One time is enough and couple of years later I got my fourth one. He was born on Valentines Day and I thought that everything would be perfect. As if. So my husband was gone with another woman and I found myself alone with four little children.
At the one of my darkest moments, my Man walked in from my door and saved the day. One thing led to another and here we are, six kids around us.
I have learned a lot during these twelve years as a mother. Mostly about myself and motherhood, but also the fact that love really multiplies.
What was I saying? Religion isn't the reason, I am just out of my mind.
