Throughout the years that I have blogged I have mentioned my feelings on the numerous comments we get when we are out in public. Being asked questions started when we only had twins; 'are they twins', 'are they identical', 'were they natural'. Once we added a third we continued to get comments; 'you must be done', 'do you know how this happens' and as nicely as we could we answered and moved along. Once we had the quads a whole new world of comments started. Most of the time people are kind and ask 'are they two sets of twins' or they tell me I 'have my hands full' and they allow us to continue on our way. We had months in which 98% of the comments were nice and the only annoying thing was that everyone had the same questions for us which makes getting anywhere very difficult. But in the last couple of weeks we have had an increase in the amount of rude and hurtful comments we have gotten.
On Tuesday alone within two hours I got the following two comments:
- "I have a doctor for you because apparently you have something wrong with you"
- "Look at that herd" which then the lady continued to ask if I needed help and I told her no thanks. She proceeded to say 'yeah cuz you look like you have it under control' in a way that I know she was not being nice as I allowed my 7 kids to walk down the steps themselves at their own pace which tends to have kids scattered throughout the staircase. They were all being good, maybe loud but good. She then told my kids to listen to their 'mom because she has her hands full' as she drove off with her one child. (My children are not a herd, a herd is: 'a large group of animals, especially hoofed mammals, that live, feed, or migrate together or are kept together as livestock')
Every single one of my children is a gift that I have been blessed with. There is not a day that goes by that I am not thankful I am the receipent of their smiles and laughs and even their tears because I am the one who gets to comfort them. Are some days hard? Yes. But even people who do not have kids have hard days. Are my hands full? Yes but not in the way most think, they are filled with chubby little fingers who want to hold my hand and often I have two different sets of hands in each of mine. Do I have something wrong with me that I need to see a doctor? Absolutely not! Because I get more hugs and kisses each day than most get in a week. And if we decide to add another to our family in the future I will still not need a doctor because this is the life we have chosen and been called for and for that I am extremely thankful.