When we started out, just the two of us, my husband and I were clueless. He is an only child and my siblings didn't show up until I was 10 years old. We both were accustomed to the limelight, tranquility and praise, but we'd always longed for the joys of sibling companionship. My husband says he actually referred to himself as a lonely only when he was little.
Our heads in the clouds, we envisioned our own family would be a cross between the Von Trapps and the Bradys. Add twenty-two years and eight kids and our eyes have been opened. Oh, we wouldn't trade one of our lovelies for the world (most days), but we concede that our initial plans were unrealistic.