This week I have had a few words said to me that I haven’t forgotten. Indeed, they frustrated me so much that I keep thinking about the things that I should have said in response.
At The Warehouse on Tuesday I had at the baby in the Ergo (a baby carrier, strapped to my chest), the middle daughter in the pram and my oldest was walking. They were all very well behaved, just having a good time. We were briefly stopped at the music section, which, at our store, is at the front by the doors. An older gentleman on a mobility scooter came around the corner and gently herded my lot out of his way. He gave me a big smile and said “Which one can I take?” Now, silly me, thought he said that because they were just so cute. I said “I’m sorry, they’re not for sale.” And he said “Oh no, I don’t want to buy one, I just thought you’d want me to take one off your hands.” And he motored away.
Take one off my hands? I realise he was being facetious, but just because I have three children under four doesn’t mean I don’t want them all. Yes, they’re a handful sometimes. Yes, I get tired. But would I ever say that I don’t want one of them?
And the second incident was yesterday. Because we are moving out of our house the rental agent has been trying to find new tenants. Occasionally she rings up and asks if she can bring over a prospective tenant. I normally don’t mind. She brought an older couple over yesterday about noon. They had a look around the house and were heading out the door. The woman said thank you and then she said “You’re a busy lady! I don’t envy you.” And she left.
Perhaps by this point I was just getting a bit too sensitive. I’ve discovered since having three children that not everyone thinks that’s a good idea, particularly having them so close together (in their opinion). But I heard implied in her comment that having my three kids wasn’t worth the effort, that it was just too much work. Yes, it’s a lot of work! I don’t need people to tell me that it’s a lot of work. But why oh why do people think that in some way I regret having three kids? Why in the world would they ever suggest that my children are not the blessing that they are?
I have three kids and I love them.