The advantages of having a lot of children

I had to go into town and get my tires done and I also spent the day with my two inbetween boys - 17 and 26. I had so much fun, those guys are hilarious. I swear, I think my kids are never going to grow up, ever. They were so sweet to me and helped me deal with these lying, cheating mechanics and make sure I got a good deal and was treated nicely. I was so tired and I was so thankful they were there.

I was thinking, what an advantage it is to have a bunch of children. There is always someone around wanting to spend time with you, willing to help you, doing stuff for you. When one group is mad at you, the other group stands up for you, so you're never in need of supporters.

I used to be so depressed because of the amount of kids I had and how overwhelming it was. I think if I had had a different situation, you know, not like it turned out in the F. If I hadn't had to move every 3 months, carrying babes in arms and all our possessions, then remarry and repeat it all over again, trying to find a place to live, trying to get some sort of stability - if I hadn't had to deal with a cheating husband that happily jumped in bed with any cute sister that winked at him - if I hadn't had to try and home school 5 or 6 kids with a baby in my arms or a toddler to watch - if I hadn't been scraping for every penny and worrying how I'm going to feed and clothe them all and where we were going to live - I could have enjoyed my life with my children.

I once visited a boyfriend's family in Canada who had 14 children. What a happy place that was. I was so envious of them. They had a huge two-story house - nothing fancy - but sufficient for their needs. They lived a simple life. The dad was a milk-man and every night when he came home, the children jumped on his lap and he read them stories while the mom cooked dinner. They had a system and it worked. In the morning, mom would cook and make lunches while dad got the kids ready, he was a real dad. They did what they were supposed to do and it worked. All the kids turned out great as loving and productive human beings. If my life had been like that and not marred by Berg's "Law of Love" and stupid endtime vision that made us roam the world as a "bedraggled band of gypsies" with no roots, I could have lived a very happy life with so many kids. I love all my children dearly and they are a great joy to me. It is for them that I fight so much to tear down Berg's empire he created and the lives he ruined because of it. I see what they are going through, having no real father around to watch them succeed and do great things, to cheer them on from the side, not wanting to talk about their past, having half brothers and sisters everywhere, some they've never met, not having resources to give them a start in life, having to help raise their brothers and sisters because it is so overwhelming for me, their mother. There are some things that are just wrong in the world and no amount of excusiing is going to make it right. A great round of applause for the kids born in this group and have left - they are doing so great in spite of the difficulties. I'm proud of them all.