Big families are like big dogs. We don’t have a clue we’re big.
It’s perfectly normal in our world to cook for a crowd every day. We whip our big vans in and out of parking lots like they are sports cars. We don’t bat an eye at the line of shoes by the back door or the pile of coats weighing down the coatrack. And it doesn’t even faze us that we take up an entire pew (or more) at church.
In fact, we don’t think we have a lot of kids because we always know someone with more kids than we have. Besides, for most of us, the children came to us one or two at a time, and we simply adjusted to the addition as they’ve shown up. We didn’t suddenly have 5 or 8 or 14 children drop in our laps one day. They sort of trickled in…right under our noses.
There are only a few times we actually have a moment of realization that we are indeed a large family. One of those times is when we see a photo of another large family. We think to ourselves, “Wow, that’s a lot of kids.” And then we count heads and realize…
we have more kids than they do.
Another moment of realization happens when we take them all to the store. If the stares from strangers aren’t enough to give us a clue, trying to fit all of us on one side of an aisle tells us that we do indeed have a large family.
But most of the time, we don’t notice.
We are just us, and we know each other well enough to see ourselves as more than a bunch of faces in a crowd. And as you get to know us, I imagine you will forget we are a large family too. You will start to see us as individuals. We will stop looking so much alike, and start looking like ourselves. And someday you might find yourself thinking we’re not that big of a family after all.