I am sure that people with children can totally relate to these ‘sayings’ and questions. I get then. A lot. A. LOT. It is almost like having four gives people the right to interrogate you, or pass on their commiserations, regarding them.
Here are some of my most common questions or statements; and my standard answers…
1. Don’t you have a TV?
“What do you do in the commercials?”
“Yes but this (pointing to the triplets) happened because of rained out cricket and piss poor summer TV”
“Is a TV now a form of contraception?”
2. Are they natural?
“Uhm, actually no – they are robots”
“Not really, they are mostly unnatural”
3. You poor thing!
“Clearly I don’t see it that way…”
4. Glad it’s you and not me
Yes, so am I as clearly you have no idea how magical it is to have four kids.
5. Are they twins?
No, they are triplets.
Followed by a response of “How old are your twins”
“we are four, and we are triplets lady, there are three of us, triplets means three” (Brendan, aged 4).
6. Geez, your hands must be full.
Thanks for that Captain Obvious
7. It must be good that they have someone to play with all the time.
If by playing you mean tormenting, arguing and bickering then sure.
Before the questions there is always looks. Happened more so when they were much younger though. Now I think people see four kids and don’t make the connection. When they were babies (the triplets) people would open the muslin wraps covering their pram and peek in at them – who does that?
I suspect I will have many more years of this to come. And I can honestly say there have been very few times where I have been beyond angry about it. One time, and I still remember this like it was yesterday, I had the trio in a trolley. Yep all three. They were just under 2. I wanted to grab a gift in a home ware store so left them (where I could see them) at the door, and a lady who was walking by, came into the shop. She was horrified. She said ‘how can you leave them there like that? It is so cruel, it is like they are animals how you have them in there”. My response was so quick and maybe a little harsh – Lady, have you met my kids? They are animals. If I let them out of that ‘cage’ they will decimate this store in ten seconds”. She then said I was lucky no one stole them. Again, maybe a little harshly, I said, if they did, they would bring them right back here! I get that people have had kids and have their views on how they should be raised. But I don’t like or understand how people feel they need to tell me I am doing a good/bad or downright horrid job by caging them. Some days I am just getting through the day, and what would be infinitely more helpful would be either saying nothing, or just a smile. That is it!
It is tough enough some days getting the kids safely into the shops, then there is all the distractions and attractions of the shops. The incessant “Mum can I have….” and the “I’m hungry”. Needless to say I give the kids fruit in Coles and get told off for either not washing it (seriously?!!!) or for clearly not feeding my kids at home enough. I think some days that I am clearly doing the wrong thing by my kids. I mean who feeds them fruit?! Luckily, I don’t really take any notice of what is being said any more. But I know that many times, my bad day with the kids (and by bad I mean spilled drinks, fights, flour everywhere, you get the idea) turns even worse when we hit the shops.
To pay it forward, for the past few months the kids and I have gone around to many of the local coffee shops. We have a good relationship with them haha! We have left free coffee cards (we have paid for them) to be used as they see fit. For ANYONE having a clearly crap day. The kids love it, and think it is such a nice thing. Caitlyn even said, “Mummy, do you think they will love their coffee as much as you do?” Love it!
So, this little family is hoping that we can give someone a smile when they are having a bad day. Mum, Dad, anyone who is having a bad day! Because honestly, as a society, even my kids know we should all be a little nicer. So go out there and smile. Randomly, (not crazily…) and be the difference in someones day. Happy Friday!