Well I only have four, they are 8, nearly 7, 4 and 2. We have no family support so it's just DP and I. DP works long hours and I suppose on paper earns a good wage but I always feel poor.
I feel our selfishness of wanting four is majorly impacting on the quality of life our DC have. Like today they are on holiday I'm at home with them, we can't go anywhere as we have no money, I can only drive locally due to anxiety issues, it would be a nightmare taking them anywhere on the train myself even if I had the money.
Everything is a struggle, going anywhere is hard work, I dread it, we can't eat put even places like Pizza Hut is about £40 for us. I look at people with two and they are away to the cinema then for a nice meal out. They seem a lot better dressed than mine, I'm always scrimping to buy them clothes. I would love to take them on holiday or overnight but it's not going to happen.
I feel like I have failed them and I know it's going to get worse as they become teenagers.
I can't go back to work as childcare would be a nightmare, financially and logistically for example school holidays. If there were only two I could have been at work at least part time by now.
I know we chose to have four and its a bit like shut up you've made your bed and all that. I love them all dearly and wouldn't be without them of course but have I made their childhood rubbish by having so many. Nevermind spreading ourselves so thin. DP and I never get a night out, we are both knackered and our relationship is rubbish.
We are supposed to be getting an extension but that's up in the air so at present DS is still in a cot with us, he has nowhere for his clothes or toys. DD2 sleeps on a toddler bed too small for her as that's all the can fit in her room, the other 2 are in bunks. Lack of space is awful just now (wonders how people managed in ye olden days).
I know I should be grateful for my four beautiful, healthy children and need a good kick up the backside. It's just so bloody hard right now.