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Blessings Not Burdens

This blog is a bit of a rant, so if you don't like that, I'd recommend that you do not continue. It's some thoughts that I just need to get off of my chest and I hope they can be an eye opener for some that really need to broaden their perspective. 

My sister and I went out of town to Christmas shop yesterday, which was a great day and a much needed escape from my house. Granted, I didn't mark a single person off of my shopping list! How does that happen? I still have a long road of holiday shopping ahead of me! I love this time of year, so I don't mind!

What I do mind is the absolute ignorance of much of the general public when they spot a multiple mom with her kids. I cannot wrap my head around why it's such a spectacle that must be commented on. Why are some people so negative and rude? I just want to be able to go out to eat, walk through the mall and keep to myself without any awful comments. 

I absolutely love those that are kind and congratulatory, but there are definitely some "bad seeds" out there. Most of the time, I can shrug it off, but I seriously do not get it. It's two babies. TWO BABIES! There are much crazier things in this world than a woman with two babies. During our lunch, the table next to us literally stared the entire time. I felt like I was being watched under a microscope as I fed my face. The girls were asleep for the entire time, so I don't understand why we needed to be watched to the point of being made uncomfortable. They finally spoke up with a "Wow you must be really tired..." to which I just chuckle and respond with how wonderful my babies are. 

People expect me to be miserable, tired and unhappy just because I have two babies? Why? There are plenty of other aspects in life that make one tired and miserable and for me, being a mother is the greatest blessing. I find myself looking down at them and thinking to myself just how beautiful they are and I wonder how on earth anyone could consider them a burden. It just breaks my heart sometimes. I often hear the "I couldn't do it" and "Glad it's you" and sometimes the "I'm sorry" phrases that can really be crushing. I just want to say to these people, "If you were given twins, would you really be able to choose which one to care for?" I don't think so! 

And don't ever assume that I am "done having kids" just because I had two at once. For the record, I am very much done having kids, but what gives a random stranger the audacity to assume. There are so many families with a lot of children and so many unfit parents who shouldn't be having kids or don't appreciate their children. Here I am, doing everything that I can to give my kids the absolute best care, beaming with love and you don't want me to have more kids just because I had a set of twins? 

And there's the condescending "Good luck!" Why can't people just walk by without speaking if they can't say nice things? I do get enjoyment out of the people tripping over themselves while staring in passing and the constant neck cranes. And no matter how girly they are dressed, there will always be those apparently blind people who ask if my pinked out girls are boys.

I spoke to another twin mom who was working in one of the stores and it was absolutely refreshing to speak with someone who's been there. She was so understanding and practically read my mind. It was like we were meant to chat. It's nice to hear from another person who I have a lot in common with. I really think we would be friends if we lived in the same town or had met somehow outside of the store. I wish her all the best with her twin boys.

I hold my head high and walk through the sea of stares with nothing but pride and I am so damn proud of my family. We are unbelievably blessed and I wish some could see my babies as just that. BLESSINGS! 



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