Diane and I are actually thinking of having another child. We only have 4 after all. That’s nothing! In our grandparents’ generation they had from 6 to 12. We could just about slip one in — so to speak — before the biological clock ticks its last tock.
It was never really clear to me why we ended up having such a lot of children. OK, I know the biology involved, but not quite the psychology. Perhaps we tried to recreate a bustling family-life in a country — England and now Taiwan — where we have no other relatives? Perhaps it was a way to avoid having to go to parties, to the movies, and in general to have a social life? Perhaps there is some deep existential motivation. For a long time it seemed we had another child whenever someone in our family died. Conception was our sweaty and heart-pounding protest against the human condition.
Still, five does seem like a lot. The question is of course how to weight the pros against the cons.
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