One thing that has always pleased and amazed me is the relationships my children have with each other. They truly are friends. How happy that must be for them to know there is always someone in the same crazy boat as them!
I have taken a lot of criticism for the number of children I chose to bear…I mean 6 kids? Sheesh! What was I thinking? So many have said to me that I would never have enough of me to go around, that my children would be overlooked and left behind to fend for themselves as I tended to the needs of another.
I’ll be the first person to admit that I am not Superwoman. I have no golden cuffs or an invisible plane. Oh, and no golden lasso either, which would have come in handy over the last few years of doing this as a single mom, I assure you! I have heard the criticism and I have even succumbed to guilt because of the judgemental words of others. But when I sit back and look at my children and watch how they are growing, I can see for myself that they are doing beautifully. Their dad and I have done a pretty good job. They are not only capable and independent little humans, they are also caring, empathetic, respectful, and HUGELY responsible people. And they love each other.
Growing up in a happy family of many children has provided them with a support system they can count on. The older ones know when to steer the little ones out of Mama’s path, and the little ones know that there is always help with chemistry homework, conjugating a french verb, or finding that last hidden portal in the xbox game…all of which their Mama is no help with!
My kids are happy. Have they suffered a great injustice by having to share their parents with other siblings? I don’t believe they have. No…I know that haven’t. All I need to do is look at them and I know. And this mama is shedding the guilt.
Phew. I already feel 10 lbs lighter.
Thanks for stopping by! Enjoy your weekend, everyone!
~Arlee, Small Potatoes