I was once told that you weren’t a family until you were outnumbered. This felt true with the third child. When the kids when the kids were so young, we would get somewhere and I would get a baby out of the car, my husband would get a kid out of the car and there would still be a youngin’ in the car needing someone to get them out too. Juggling one baby to two was challenging considering I was home alone alot then jumping from two to three was a balance considering there were three kids and only two parents. So honestly jumping from three to four really didn’t change our family dynamics much…we were already out numbered. Many people looked at us like we were crazy with four little ones but in reality once you’ve crossed that threshold of being outnumbered the numbers no longer matter. Three kids, four kids, five kids….it’s all the same.