'I love being one of five myself, dh loves being one of four too. Never felt any lack of attention at all, in fact I often wished my parents would bugger off and stop paying me attention so I could get away with lots more.'
My mum was one of two. She and her sister had to share a room growing up because it was only a two-bed bungalow. And my dad, of course, one of five.
They always wanted more, but my mum had to have a CS, back in the days of vertical incisions, as my older sister was a footling breech, and were told not to have more than two.
They were so happy when I had three. My mum said DS was like the missing piece of the puzzle.
When I was younger, I used to make up I had another sister. I wish.
Despite that I had to share a room with my sister a lot growing up, our mother's sister's son lived with us for 10 years, after my aunt's marriage broke up, as there is not welfare much in the US and my aunt was a flight attendant who couldn't give up her job. So we'd have a house full in our three-bed bungalow.
We loved it and my mum took in loads of exchange students from all over the world, none of whom, strangely, had a problem 'sharing space', even those from very wealthy families. Our Japanese sister comes from a family so wealthy her parents own a detached house outside Tokyo. Yet the times we spent, us three teen girls in one bedroom, marked us for life.
There was always someone missing from our family, IYKWIM.