I am the oldest of ten kids. I told my mom one time that when I think back on what it took to get us all ready for church on Sunday I am just amazed. I asked her how she did it and she just said, "We just did it." One of my fondest memories of my dad is when us kids would line up in front of him so he could brush our hair.
I too am one of ten, only I am the second.
Oldest is 22, youngest is 3. My folks didn't/don't seem to have any problem with taking care of us.
Sure sometimes it takes time from other things and costs money but they do not regret having us all.
And I'll tell you, we had a ball!