Friday, September 30, 2011
What I'd like to say
Toting around the family (with a brand new one) encourages lots of comments from onlookers.
Mostly, a lot of commiseration.
We are smack dab in the middle of transitioning, trust me, I feel it.
And yet, there are certain remarks that stick with me.
They are never the commiserating sort.
(the lactation consultant, in the hospital, while the children were loudly visiting my room and eating the complimentary pudding.)
"You have a beautiful family, and are so very blessed."
(the cashier at CVS while Roman and Lily were 15 feet away clutching tightly, and begging for, stuffed hamsters in the shape of bowling balls)
"You have fun with those kids. Enjoy them, have fun!"
I really want to be the kind of lady who remarks on the beauty.
Who sees the joyful possibility.
Because heaven knows the impact these words have had on me.