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RE: What Happens When Introverts Have Children?
I think we have matching bucket lists. 12? The very idea makes me duck and cover, but it also fills my heart with warmth because that means 12 humans are receiving love and stability which is, in all honesty, the wmotional equivalent of a book or a nap.
12 is, well, a whole bunch. More than my fragile temperament is designed to handle. But it warmed me that I was not alone in this struggle, and it resonates with me when you commented that now that they're here, you couldn't imagine no having them. Which would we choose not to have let into our heart? Doesn't make it easier, but I believe it gives the struggle and sacrifice meaning. I'm so far out of the box in this regard that we've burned the box to heat our hovel. But... We are warm.
Gah. "we've burned the box to heat our hovel. But... We are warm." That speaks volumes.