So, Fagin, I've been meaning to write about this for a while. It's something I've probably thought about too much, in fact. In any case, I want to sort it out a bit. So here goes.
Well, now I've cracked these comments up to be such a big deal, that it's going to seem really dumb when I remind you of what they are. Maybe that's part of my point - I don't know. It's a good reminder to me to calm the heck down. But here they are:
1. "You must be just soooo grateful for Bert!"
Ah. My first instinct upon hearing this is to feel ashamed. As though I must not be emitting adequate "glowing motherhood" vibes because I am, in fact, not grateful enough. This is probably true, though, so I usually let that slide. It's also why, when someone says this to me I only ever reply, "Oh yes, of course. We are so blessed and grateful. He's just wonderful! What a boogy woogy blah ba blahdy blah!" (I don't actually make it to the end there because usually the person I'm talking to races right on to comment two. But I'm getting ahead of myself.)
What I really badly want to say to these people is, "I think you're probably a very nice person, and I know that this is awkward for you, and while I appreciate the fact that you're trying to be all positive and remind me of the silver lining in my life, you sound like a frigging idiot right now." I want to ask them if they're reeaaally grateful for their children (comment 2 would argue maybe they're not, but what do I know?), or if they maybe think, somewhere deep down, that it's my job to be more grateful because I only have one child (maybe it is?). Or maybe they honestly think that I forgot that Bert is a blessing? In any case, what is meant as kind of a nice comment comes across as almost a scold. I feel like a big fat fool for opening my big fat mouth about that fact that, hey, um, I don't know, infertility is hard. Never mind the fact that I probably only said it because they asked.
2. Moving on. Often times comment two, as I said before, comes right on the heels of comment one. I get just enough time to feel ashamed and flustery and out comes something like, "You know, if I'm being totally honest, I'm not super thrilled with how my kids are spaced, either. If you know what I mean."
Wow.
Just wow.
I really have trouble dealing with this one. Again with the awkwardness, no harm meant, etc. I know. I really do. Which is why my immediate response is "Oh, yeah, it must be really challenging to have so many children so close in age."
"Yes," she sighs (of course it's a woman. Men don't usually say things like this), "Everyone has their crosses..."
I just... I just... man. I can't even begin to express how hurtful this is. I can't imagine saying to someone who is starving, "Yeah, starvation must be hard. But seriously, if I'm being honest, eating too much cake makes me really sick to my stomach. You know? I guess we all have our crosses..." I'm pretty sure the starving person, if she had the strength (which she doesn't, because starvation is exhausting), would lose her sh*t.
Just to be clear, let me reiterate that I do believe that mothering many young children is immensely challenging. I'm even aware that, not having done it, there is a limit to how well I understand this. But I don't for a second think that challenge is equal to the challenge of infertility. Just like I don't think secondary infertility is nearly as difficult as childlessness. Not even close. Having Bert is the greatest, most undeserved blessing of my life, and God gives me the grace to remember this many times each day. So, just as I would never complain to a childless person about how challenging a child can be, I think that a woman struggling with the challenges of many children should, in all kindness, find someone in the same boat to complain to. That may sound insensitive, but it's not. I can be sympathetic to her challenges, I can (and do) pray for her, and I can rejoice in her children. But I just CAN NOT feel sorry for her.
But hey, wouldn't it be super bi*chy of me to say all this? Yes, because it's just a dumb comment. And I make them all the time. I'm the type to say a whole mouth full of inane, boring, sometimes mildly offensive things, all because of social awkwardness. I snap in to fight-or-flight mode when a conversation feels forced, or veers in to uncomfortable territory. (I think it's f-o-f, even though it manifests itself in sweating, heavy breathing, shifty eyes, and gas.) So I should show these people the same forgiveness that I so often need.
I am trying.
While I'm doing that, though, could people just stop saying stupid-a$$ things? Oh, and thank you, Fagin, for somehow understanding this before I ever had to say it. I wish everyone, including myself, had half your awareness.