I really love my kids. Not all the time certainly, but most of the time I love them tremendously. I love them so much that I was wondering about what level of absolute love does my spirit contain and how many kids might I be able to love.
I have two kids and certainly love them, can I love three? Four? It’s hard for me to think that I can. For one, while I might have enough love I don’t have enough time. Love received by someone is formulaic, like, Love Received = Love x Time. So while I may have enough Love, I lack time. And we all do.
And then there’s the idea of having enough love. Is love like some yogurt flavoring syrup that sits in 55 gallon drums waiting to be tapped and sent forth upon the world? I also think so, I think we all have our drums of love that we can share and some people do have more than others. My first thought about who might have more love is the Duggar family. They have 19 kids and both of those parents probably have more love than me. Unless some scandal breaks – which it inevitably will when you consider there are 22 ‘reality stars’, the percentages dictate that one of them will be found snorting coke off a Brazilian bar’s toilet seat cover – they have more love than me.
But it doesn’t bother me. I know that loving two kids is within my range and I can easily handle it and maybe that’s how people should decide on how many kids they should have. Think about how many kids you can love, whatever the number, and go for that.