And let me tell you....a trip out in public with my brood is never very far from just that.
Let's just say that we attract A LOT of attention.
I'm not gonna lie. When I see a mom walking through a store with a long line of duckling waddling behind, I stop and count them....doesn't everybody? It just that because mine are all of the same gender....and BOYS in particular, we seem to turn a lot more heads.
I thought I would entertain you with a list of comments I frequently hear....and my responses:
Q: "Are 'these' all yours?"
A: "Yep"...or "Sure are"...or, more often than not, "(sigh)" (usually followed by a "get back here", "stop touching that"or "leave him alone."). It all depends on the day, # of errands run, or the "time of the month".
Q: "4 boys!?!?!" or "4 boys, huh?" (depending on the persons level of shock/disbelief)
A: Again...."Yep ('unless I lost count somewhere back there', I think to myself)"
Which is almost ALWAYS followed by one or all of these:
"Wow...you must be a busy mama"..."You've got your hands full".....or "God Bless You!"
To which I respond:
"I sure am"...."Yes, I do".....and either, "He sure does" or "He's gonna have to"
But my favorite is...
Q: "HOW DO YOU DO IT!?!?!?"
The reason I love this one so much is because people are usually caught off guard by my answer. Which is either...
"One day at a time"....or....."Not very well".....or, my usual "go to"......"I'm medicated."
This last one almost always sends the "questioneer" into a fit of nervous laughter. Their not sure what to say, so they just laugh. And I laugh right along with them. When the laughter finally dies down, I usually follow up with a, "No seriously....(pause)....I am." (then they are really at a loss for words. I'm sure they are thinking....Did she really just say that?)
And this was true, until almost 2 months ago when I had the brilliant idea that maybe I should come off said medication. 3 long weeks later I was "free" from them....and now, four weeks after that, I am going back on.
Picked up my RX tonight....tomorrow's the day.
I'd like to say it's because I "need" them, or "can't cope" without them.
But, in reality, it's because I have missed using that particular comeback at the grocery store. :)
hardy har har.....
Okay...no really....in all seriousness...it's just better this way.
I've decided that my boys deserve the "best" mommy possible....and unfortunately, this mommy needs a little help in order to be "on her best".
You know the old African proverb, "It takes a village to raise a child"?
Well...it's true.....and it just so happens that in our village resides Mr. Anti Depressant and Mrs. Anti Anxiety, too.
And you know what....we like them and we are grateful for their contribution.
Here's to hoping that they are just as helpful as they were before.
Wish me luck!
(for a more "in depth" and far less silly read about my decision to "go back on" anti-depressants, you can visit me at Methodical Musings of an Unbalanced Woman sometime tomorrow (no, I haven't posted it yet so you'll just have to stay tuned).
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