Large families

Our 5th child--I know of people who already think we couldn't possibly love our four, as much as they love their two.  That we are harming our kids in some way by having them share a bedroom, or not ride in an Escalade, or having a live-in nanny drive them to preschool, or having to share the attention of only two parents.  My kids are not inconveniences, they never have been. 

We are very lucky as most of our friends and family are very emotionally supportive of us and the fact that we don't have the "perfect" family of one boy and one girl, in that order, of course!  Or if they don't "approve", they certainly have never said anything to my face about it.  Until they come into my home, change diapers, wipe noses, fill my dishwasher, do my laundry, and pay my bills; I seriously don't care what they think.  This only matters to three people: myself, my husband, and God. 

I think they're jealous, and some of them are probably just mean.

My kids are loved, each and every one of them, just as much as people who love their one or two kids.  If one of them gets sick, or hurt, I hurt just as much as I did when I had a singleton. 

And I love this new baby I am growing, just as much as my first, and just as much as my adopted three.  I have friends who can't believe that I could willingly accept and love a child born to somebody else.  I am a mother, and just as God gave me my bio child, God handed me three beautiful children born to another mother.  I am not a saint, I am a mom.  And I love all five of my children. 

How could this wrong?