The Truth About Having Five (almost 6) Kids

Adam Walker
4 min readJan 17, 2020
Our five kids sitting and smiling at the camera.

We have five kids. We are in the process of our second adoption, so this summer we will have six. Yes, you read that right, six kids. Six little people to feed, clothe, drive to practice, and upon occasion, enjoy.

People love to ask if we have six kids on purpose. They try to ask in a nice way. Is there a nice way to ask that question? In those moments, I mentally roll my eyes and look for the exit. But not before taking a moment to educate them on a few things.

First, having kids is not like catching a cold. I don’t need to know how it happens, and I don’t need advice on how to properly wash my hands. Second, having a lot of kids is not a bad thing. Somewhere along the way, our society seems to have forgotten that kids are pretty great, aside from all the pee, poop, and snot, of course. And third, considering that two of our (almost six) kids are adopted, yes, we did this on purpose. We did this to ourselves! And we are happy about it.

The truth about having any kids

The truth about having any kids is that your life is over. You aren’t dead. But, your life doesn’t belong to you anymore; it belongs to them. Your time is their time. Your space is their space. Your stuff, yep, you guessed it, is their stuff.

With your life being over and all, it’s all about coping. For example, I love to write. I love to write without being interrupted. That means I can write very early in the morning, or I can get over myself and write amid the chaos of being interrupted every 5-minutes and having to regain my train of thought over and over and, what was I saying?

Having even one kid means you become a master of focus and determination. If you didn’t have focus, you couldn’t even dress yourself. And, without determination, that diaper would never make it on, even if it is backward and inside out some of the time.

The truth about having five (almost 6) kids

Having a bunch of kids is like having just one kid, except that everything is multiplied. Two kids aren’t quite twice the chaos; it’s more like twice the chaos with a little rage, self-pity, and tears mixed into it. And it multiplies from there.



Adam Walker

Husband. Father of six. Wearer of fedoras. Serial entrepreneur. Nonprofit co-founder. I write about personal growth & leadership.