When I was young, I was raised alone. Some of my times as a child were spent with no one to play with. Older people were my source of the outside world and visiting. So, when I grew up into a young adult, I considered that having more than one child would be good. This way they would have someone to place with as well as a buddy. Little did I realize the immense responsibilities involved in being a parent. What a rude awakening, in the middle of the night. This was so even later in life when the became teens. Man, did I really hire on for this?