Not a day goes by that someone doesn’t ask me if we are done having kids. Work, home, grocery store, church .. You name it . Why what I do with MY peep bothers people so much is beyond me. Why random ass people think it’s their business to discuss my reproductive plans with me is even more of a mystery. Today before leaving work, a (well-meaning) co-worker and I were talking about the baby. While I made it pretty clear we are done with having kids, the comment of “yeah don’t because you don’t want to spend your life away raising babies” was made.
I know this person enough to know she certainly didn’t mean it in a bitchy or bitter way, but the comment stuck with me all day.
I would be writing all night if I sat down and spoke about how amazing my life is as a mother, so I won’t get off track here. I just wanted to say a few things on the topic hoping that I’ll somehow understand why people think the way they do.. Idk ….wishful hoping I guess.
Growing up an only child, I always knew I wanted to have at least 4 kids. Becoming a mother has been a scary, amazing, enlightening, humbling and loving blessing. I personally know so many who struggle with becoming staying pregnant, so it’s even more of a blessing for me. I know the heartache of loss and maybe that is why it hits home even more. For someone to even have a hint of feeling like raising babies “spends your life away” almost brings a tear to my eye. My life is sooooo enhanced every single day because of these little people. I feel so lucky to be able to experience life with people I enjoy, love and look up to. Yes … I look up to my kids. The innocent little people they are, inadvertently show me how to live, love and be constantly happy.
I’m guessing the comment was meant to mean that raising babies can make you lose yourself, and that the responsibility of raising children can take away your freedom. I’d like to confess I’m not only a better person because of them, but I have found myself THROUGH them. I see love for the simply things in life pretty much every minute of the day now. I mean c’mon – playing with cardboard boxes and bubbles is actually really fun 🙂 Sooooo, I guess now that I’ve had this word vomit, I can go back to spending my Saturday night with the people who were chosen for me. “Spending my life away” with the little loves of my life.