Every now and again when I meet someone new I get “that question”.. How many kids do you have? And after 9 years of being a mum, it still stops me in my tracks. Oh, I know how many I have, don’t get me wrong? But do I answer 3 or 4? I have 3 here with me, but our second child died when he was 4 months old, he would be 7. I just don’t know what to say sometimes, I desperately want to say 4, it feels wrong not to, but if I do I know what is coming next.. oh, how old are they? Then I have to go into the details, which some days I can do it easy and others I’d just look at you and cry. It’s taken me a long time to get over it being ok to just say 3 (even when my mind screams 4, I have 4 beautiful children) and when you do open up about it, you discover just how many people are in your position or know someone else who is. It is amazing how a simple question can be so much more than just that.
Posted by SpotstheCat, 27th September 2013