Dreaded Questions

One question I dread hearing when I'm out with all three of my kids is "Are they all yours?". Then after seeing my 29 week baby bump it is usually followed up by "And your expecting another one" The looks. The stares. It all gets old after awhile.

I don't know why I dread it. This was my choice and I love being pregnant with my forth. I guess I just wish people would be more positive or keep their negativism to themselves. After all this is my life, I am an adult, a good mother and I should be able to decide- with input from my husband of course- how many children I have. Especially being complete strangers I feel like they have no right to comment on my growing family. I find it rude. Didn't they ever hear the saying "If you don't have something nice to say, don't say anything at all?" All these children are obviously mine and I am more than obviously pregnant. Just don't ask. Please don't ask!

So today, we were out on a walk, J and the girls, who were riding their bikes, were way far ahead of N and I. I was pushing him in the stroller. We came upon a house where two people, a man and a woman, were waiting for someone who had run into the house(I watched this all happen).

So that feeling came over me and I couldn't help thinking "Please don't ask me about my children being so great in number and mention the fact that I'm pregnant with yet another one."

So I walk past and didn't hear the woman yell "Are they all yours?"

Her husband(just assuming that he was) yelled out of the car "Miss, she wants to know if they are all yours?"

I turned around, being already pass the house, and answered "Yes, they are."

The woman then replied, "And you're having another one."

I said "Yes, I am"

"Well, Congratalations!!" She said "We had seven."

As I continued walking I couldn't help thinking "Now, that's how that conversation should go!"

Thank you kind stranger lady.