It isn’t something I can, or would, hide.
This, on it’s own, seems to be enough to invite all kinds of comments and questions from perfect strangers. Most of them are pleasant enough and polite and I understand. A new baby is an amazing miracle. It doesn’t seem to matter how many people we see who are expecting. Somehow, knowing that a new life is growing, even inside a stranger, fills us with wonder and awe. It certainly is something to be celebrated and enjoyed.
The questions we often get are the ones you’d expect…
These sorts of questions are just fine. I’m quite happy to share the joy and excitement.
It’s the follow up questions that start to become problematic.
A few weeks ago, I was out shopping with my girls (I have 4 of them) and the cashier pointed to my rather large belly and asked “When are you due?” I smiled because her face was beaming with excitement for this new little life. “April 3rd,” I replied. “Oh, that’s coming up quick, isn’t it! Do you know what you’re having?”
Now, there’s a sarcastic, snarky side to me that sometimes wants to come out and I dearly wanted to say “Well, it isn’t a llama!”
Instead, I smiled again and told her that we were expecting a boy.
She immediately eyed my four girls and then looked back at me. A different expression on her face. “Are you happy about that?”
I always wonder what makes someone ask a question like this. Should I NOT be happy because I have four girls? Should I be EXTRA happy because I have so many girls? I would have been happy if it was a girl and I’m happy that it’s a boy. I’m happy that we’re going to be welcoming this new sweet life to our family.
“We are all very excited,” I replied.
On our way out of the store that day, she parted with this gem: “Well, at least you finally got a boy!” I have to admit I was grateful she hadn’t said that earlier in the conversation because that thought is always followed with “Are you done having kids now?” and in this case, she didn’t have time to ask.
Yesterday, at a different store with a different cashier (and the lady who was kindly bagging things for me) the conversation started very similarly to the one I described above. Only this time, when she asked what we were having, I accidentally used this turn of phrase:
“We get to welcome our first boy to the family!”
These two ladies both paused for a second and, like the cashier from weeks before, they eyed the four girls with me. I saw them take notice of the big smiles on those sweet little faces and the ladies quickly smiled, too.
“Oh, how exciting! Your first boy!”
[tweetthis]You see, with that one phrase, I accidentally answered all their follow up questions. [/tweetthis]
You see, with that one phrase, I accidentally answered all their follow up questions. That phrase showed our joy and excitement. And it showed that we may or may not be welcoming more children into our family in the future.
There were now awkward follow up questions. There was no prying or pushing for an odd grocery-store confession. We all just shared a moment of joy and excitement for this new life.
And it was lovely!
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