I think depending on where we live we all have different perspectives. I live in the over crowded South East where you can't help be aware that we have a finite amount of space, we have a dire lack of affordable housing, hospitals are overcrowded, new schools are springing up all over the place. The primary near us has just acquired a piece of land to build a much needed third class to every year, when my children went there it was slightly under subscribed. My husband's daughter who works in central London tells me the daily commute is hell, particularly the London Underground part of it. I believe her annual season ticket is something in the order of £4,000 per annum for the privilege of packing herself into perpetually overstuffed trains on a daily basis. I worked up in town for some 10 years back in the '70s and early '80s, it was heaving then, but it's sure as hell a lot worse now. Nevertheless, I appreciate that living near the capital over crowding is possibly something that goes with the territory. Would under populated countries such as New Zealand with it's mere 4 million people be considered such an idyll however if it had a population of between 60 and 70 million?
I don't think anyone would want a "China" type of society where draconian measures are imposed to limit the number of children people have, but at what stage does a country reach saturation point and should we not give some thought to future generations as to how they are going to cope with such an over burdened infrastructure. Aware as we all are that we need a younger working population to support an ever increasing aging population, it's the logistics of how they are all to be accommodated that perplexes me!
I had a friend in junior school who was one of 13 children, even the nuns at my Catholic school raised an eyebrow, mainly because the eldest three girls had to share the school regulation hat, so my friend only got to wear "the hat" every third day. I remember going back to their smallish house and was shocked to see how all these beds were crammed into three fairly small bedrooms and the parents slept in the lounge. My friend, being the oldest had to bear the brunt of helping her mother with child care, she told me that her family life was chaos, endless drudgery and she longed for a "small space of her own" but that wasn't possible. She also told me that living the way she did put her off having children. I lost touch with her so I don't know whether she did have children or not, but the up close memory of this very large family crammed into a small house stayed with me in a "descending into hell" sort of way. Of course they were an extreme case back then, and even at a Catholic school they wouldn't have been considered the norm, just as the much discussed Philpott family set up is perceived unorthodox today to say the least.