Ninety percent…let’s make that ninety-five percent of the time I am out and about, I am accompanied by three little monkeys (ages 5, 3, and 1). They go with me to the grocery store, Target, the chiropractor, the Y, the bank, the library…you get the point.
Before exiting the car, we always go over the rules that pertain to the establishment we are about to enter. They all agree that they will be on their best behavior and off we go.
Without fail, regardless of the way my children are acting or where we are…the comment I hear the most is “you sure do have your hands full.” My husband and I have tried to think of a good response…maybe “yes, and so is my heart” or “yes, full of blessings”.
Generally however, when I hear that comment, my blood begins to boil and I want to respond with, “what are you trying to say” or “don’t judge me” or “thank you captain obvious” or ” Don’t just stand there…help me!”
And more often than not, when the comment is offered, my children are exhibiting some behavior that might label them as a “handful.” My children are wiggily, curious, loud, “helpful,” and as shocking as it may be…sinners…just like you and me. To be honest, when I don’t get my way, I am tempted to throw a temper tantrum too!
I often feel like I am some exhibit in the local zoo that people gawk at. I feel judged because I have three young children. But here’s the thing…I love my children. I love that they are close in age. I love that they are active and into everything and not couch potatoes. I love that they are curious and eccentric. I have been humbled by the responsibility given to us as parents. I am encouraged that God has called me to be a mom despite my obvious short comings. My children are loving, compassionate and friendly. They will make an impact for God’s kingdom.
So…to those who feel the need to point out how full my hands are or comment on how they have been there and never want to go back…Or my personal “favorite”- “don’t you know how that happens?” (referring to how we got the kids in the first place)- Remember what your mother said, “if you don’t have anything nice to say…don’t say anything at all!”
However, there are some comments that I welcome and that keep me going for days…
Thank you to the lady who said, “you must have so much fun.” and to the man who said “good job.” Your encouragement means so much!