I saw a post awhile ago on another blog where someone had made a list of the rude things people said to her at one point. It was so long ago, I don't even remember what it was about, but I put it on my Rant list for this blog (yes, I have a list, haha).
After my twins were born, of course it was very obvious that they were twins because we were carrying around two infants. I absolutely hated going to the store with all of the kids because it never failed, someone would always stop us to talk about the twins or make some rude comment. Don't get me wrong, a lot of nice people commented on our twins (in fact, Ben Rothlisberger's parents came up to us in the mall and told us how adorable our kids were). The reason I got so frustrated was, for one, that I hated going to the store any way and I just wanted to get in and get out without being stopped by strangers that know nothing about us. The other reason, was because of the rude ass stuff people used to say. Here we go:
"Are they twins? Oh My God! Better you than me!"
"Twins? .. I'd kill myself!"
"Don't you know how that happens??"
and one that really got on my nerves was, "oh, you are so blessed, God wouldn't have given you more than you could handle". It sounds nice enough, right? But, first of all, I am not a religious person. Second of all: I did not want any more babies for a long time. After having my oldest and realizing how difficult a newborn can be, we wanted to wait a few years. My dumbass doctor gave me the wrong dose of birth control and I ended up pregnant with twins when our oldest was only 4 months old. We were not financially ready for another baby. Hell, we could barely afford diapers. Mentally, I wasn't ready for another one. Having the twins so soon after the first was soo stressful. The last fucking thing I needed was for people to make snotty little comments about it, or telling me how blessed I am.. when I usually cried every day!
Now, don't get me wrong, of course I love my kids. That time in my life was just very difficult, but I did make it through and now I enjoy having the kids so close in age (well, most of the time). I just wish people would THINK before they open their big fucking mouths, especially to a stranger that they know nothing about. These people didn't know us, didn't know our situation, didn't know anything about us. Now, all of our kids look different; the twins don't look anything like, even have different hair color, so no one usually realizes that they are twins. Once in a blue moon someone will ask if they are twins and mention their blue eyes. I'm actually glad that they aren't identical. People say a lot of stupid ass shit.
