Not really as the title may suggest, I wonder, why we choose to have many children to raise. Is one not enough? Why have any children at all? I say this as I attempt to sort out why I have three children when once upon a memory I couldn’t even imagine having one child never mind being married. (and that is a whole other set of wonderings!)
What type of divine humour does God have, or is it just me?
Must go sort out the girls for the day, and pick up the nappies Gabrielle has just strewn all over the livingroom floor . . . . again I ask why?
