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I'll take your know-it-all, and raise you a 5-year-old who can do multiplication in one breath and throw a "his Otterpop is bigger than my Otterpop"-induced tempertantrum in another.
I know I'm a bit late getting in on this, but I still wanna play..... I'll raise you..
A 17 year old who's first love just broke up with him (after 13 months together) and continues to grind his heart into the ground.
AND
A 14 year old PREMENSTRUAL GIRL who just KNOWS that I am most definitely, without a doubt the DUMBEST person who EVER had the nerve to show her face in public.
AND
A 46 year old DH who has decided to join the gym AND stop chewing tobacco in the same week.
All at the same time...................................
That makes me sad. Kids aren't burdens, they are blessings. It isn't always easy, but I can't imagine my life without even one of the 5 that I have. In fact, I love the last as much as the first. I am soooo sad that we may not have more. I feel like I might be missing out on this amazing person God had planned for me to have in my life. The first 5 were AMAZING. I have no reason to think that the next would be a disappointment.
Yeah, I know I am alone in this. Everyone thinks I'm a weirdo. I can embrace being weird, but I still can't get it. The worst part to me is the stupid comments I get about not knowing what causes it, or not having cable, or "your done NOW right??????", like I am a horrible person and should not procreate. But the kids? They are the only things on this earth that I can take to Heaven with me, and they are the only thing other than my husband that really, really matters, that I can't live without. Okay, I'm done now.
I set 10 eggs under her on the evening of MARCH 26th, 2011.
I candled on day 10 and removed 2 eggs... non developers... ladies that don't like my roos I suppose.
My daughter is doing a "science project" for school, she is going to compare incubators with broodies so I figured yesterday I'd get out there before "confinement" and get a pic of her and her 8 unhatched eggs.
Here she is with a little straight on stink eye...
"Geena"
And her eggs... there really are 8 under her.
And last Saturday she was off the nest for a good 2 hours in 45 degree weather
And here is what I found this afternoon when I got home... 2 more are pipped underneath here
I KNOW, I KNOW... DON'T OPEN the BATOR... but I did.
That makes me sad. Kids aren't burdens, they are blessings. It isn't always easy, but I can't imagine my life without even one of the 5 that I have. In fact, I love the last as much as the first. I am soooo sad that we may not have more. I feel like I might be missing out on this amazing person God had planned for me to have in my life. The first 5 were AMAZING. I have no reason to think that the next would be a disappointment.
Yeah, I know I am alone in this. Everyone thinks I'm a weirdo. I can embrace being weird, but I still can't get it. The worst part to me is the stupid comments I get about not knowing what causes it, or not having cable, or "your done NOW right??????", like I am a horrible person and should not procreate. But the kids? They are the only things on this earth that I can take to Heaven with me, and they are the only thing other than my husband that really, really matters, that I can't live without. Okay, I'm done now.
Ahhhhh. That was heartfelt and lovely. See, somebody like you should have all the bunches of kids you can afford, and to heck with anyone who ignorantly makes comments having to do with decisions that are none of their business.
But don't be sad when someone says they don't want kids, or is glad they only have one. These people know their own minds and capabilities and I applaud their mindful decision to take on exactly what they decide they want to, and not more. Nothing sadder than someone producing child after helpless child without the resources to nurture them.