Dear H. F.,
Wow, I wish I could talk to you on the phone !!!! I am also a wife and mother of five, and we would like to have one more, though I am older so my chances are getting slimmer by the day. Though I hate even the idea of lying, if we are able to conceive again, we will probably say this was an "oops" because it seems as if everyone in the world wants to make sure that we are "Done". I sort of understand my father because he has quietly panicked through every pregnancy, particularly the last since I had twins. I lost a brother years ago, so I am all that my parents have left. I have two older children from my first marraige, an angel blessing of a daughter that will turn 18 in two weeks, and a son that just turned 16. He has given me a few sleepless nights but he is his own person and I am soooo proud of them both. Then I have a 4 & 1/2 year old daughter that never stops moving and a set of twin girls, age 2 & 1/2. My dad comes from a large family and I have so many memories of the house just filled with happy noise. I am fufilled in my family and our house is truly filled with happy noise. I work days and my husband works nights so that the children are not in daycare, though Grandma comes three days a week for a few hours in the afternoon on the days that my husband has to leave earlier than when I get home. She watches the three younger ones after they wake up from naptime. We really rely on her, which makes it really hard because she is the worst of the critics. She gripes at me every time I box up rather than throw away the clothes that the girls have outgrown. If I am able to conceive again, we don't have the money to just go out and buy more clothes. She keeps muttering and saying, I don't know why you are saving those, you are DONE ! She was even pushing me to get my tubes tied when the twins came but I di not do it. I know that she is probably just expressing her frustration from the days when the girls are more trying than others, and I have had those days too, but the small and busy age does pass and then even more rewards start coming. I keep my mouth shut because I don't want to make her mad and we would lose her help all together, and I do worry that if we add one more that she will be overwhelmed. Those are my good and understanding days. On my sensitive days, it is really hurtful because we would really like to try just one more time for a little boy. My son asked for years for a little brother, and even though my husband is not set on having a son to carry on the name, it would be nice. And I don't want to be pressed into lying because I don't believe in it, but it looks like it's gonna have to be that way. On my rebelious or angry days, the comments just piss me off. I rarely talk that way, but my family is everything to me, and the more the merrier. My husband feels just as strongly as I about wanting another one, but he just like I am worried about making her angry. This is sooooo hard to live through. The strangers, co-workers, doctors and nurses are easier to live through. I just joke back that yes, I am crazy, but happy crazy. One doctor even asked me if we were either Catholic or Mormon, because those were the only families that he knew that were still large these days. I also lost a best friend right after the twins were born, and though it was really over other issues that she could not voice, she chose my children as the topic to end the friendship. When she asked if we were done and I answered honestly that we weren't sure yet, she just snarled and said that was stupid and disgusting. I was in shock because we had been best friends for 25 years and shared so much so I did not just hang up as I should have. She asked why I wanted such a large family and I tried to explain that when I was growing up I had always wanted to have more siblings because I kept thinking that if something happened to either my brother or I, that that would leave the other one alone. Of course there is other family, spouses, in-laws, etc. but nobody else has quite the same experience as a sibling to share with you. She said that was ridiculous. Stupidly I still hung on to the phone. I said I had a bid heart and a lot of love to give, to which she told me to go volunteer at a homeless shelter or something. At that point we hung up. I have not heard from her since. That was two years ago and I still hurt from it. I am doing well at my job and so is my husband, and my older two tell everyone that even though I am busy, I always seem to find special time for each of them. It is probably because other than work, I have no other life other than my family, but that is EXACTLY what I wanted, so I do not miss vacations or getaways, because I never really enjoyed those kinds of things anyway. Some of my friends could'nt wait until their kids were grown and out so they could take off, but I am terrified of the empty nest. My beautiful oldest daughter has assured me that by 10 years from now, when these little ones are hanging out more with friends than with MOM, that she will just bring over the grandchildren so that I won't be lonely. I can't wait. I am definately not pushing her because she is a smart girl and wants to attend and finish college first, but I know I will love being Grandma as much as I love being MOM.
I think it is even harder today with the economy the way that it is and people looking at large families as wasting so much more, but I think we are more resouceful than most. We have to recycle and make things stretch. Even if money is not an issue, the multiple trips for supplies takes up the time that I have with them, so if we are wasteful it costs more time, money, gas, carbon footprint, etc. I even joke that I conserve water by showering with a friend (my husband. We have some of the nicest conversations in the shower, while he is freezing because he likes it scalding and I like it tepid.
I also think it is harder now that the stories of the "Octomom" have hit so big. The people that have sent death threats have a lot of gall, and it would terrify me to have someone threaten to fdile a case to take my kids away. While I would not have made some of the choices that she made, I understand them and respect her right to make them. I do not think anyone should control someone else, though you would hope that a person would use caution in making those decisions. I truly do understand her feeling that those ferilized embryos were her babies that were just waiting to be born. Though I vote for freedom of choice because I respect others rights to make it, I could never have an abortion,and I almost feel that giving a child of mine or an embryo up for adoption would almost be worse. I would constantly be haunted and looking into each and every childs little face for a glimmer of familiarity. And the thought of destroying the embryos is similiar to abortion for me, a little life began but not completed, and feels soooo empty and cold and final. I do not know how she is going to handle her life now, but she and all of the children are in my prayers, and I think everyone else just needs to butt out!
Ok, by now you probably think that I am truly a crazy person, since I have just unloaded all of this to you, but I have kept it inside so much that when I saw your note I just couldn't help myself. It would have been much shorter to just say, "yes, been there, done that, but I do not have anyone else that understands and your note seemed to have a trace of the same without revealing too much. I will understand if you just want to keep it to MAMASOURCE, which I love, but just in case you want to respond back directly, my e-mail is ____@____.com. I hope to hear from you, congrats on # 5 in a few days, my oldest was born on 3/15/91, and don't let anyone stand in the way of yours and your husbands dream and choice to have more if that is what you wish together. Good Luck and I will be thinking of you.
N. H.