No womb for opinions...

​To the people out there that think they have a right to comment on my family, let me tell you right now...

YOU DON'T.

I can't tell you how many times over the last few years that we've fielded questions such as,

• 'Are you going to be disappointed if it's another girl?'
• 'Are you disappointed that you've got two girls?'
• 'When are you going to try for a boy?'
• 'Will Nathan be disappointed if you end up with three girls?'
• 'You're done now right? You won't be having any more will you?'

Firstly these kinds of questions are ridiculous (and no one else's business).

Secondly they imply that there's one type of 'perfect' family... mum, dad and the pigeon pair, and that anything other than that is a disappointment. What's more, it always makes me laugh that people make the assumption that NATHAN will be disappointed with only ever having daughters, like every man on the planet needs a son, otherwise they will forever be unfulfilled.

I'm constantly running through scenarios in my head, wondering what people's reactions would be if I answered them...

• 'Yes, I'm so disappointed it's another girl... But they were all out of boys when we went in, and the clearly said 'NO TAKE BACKSIES''

OR

• 'Done? No way!! We want to out-kid the Duggars! We're planning at least 20 more!'

What do people really want us to say in response??

I myself, am one of FOUR GIRLS... that's right FOUR! I bet my father never imagined in his younger days, that he'd be surrounded by so many vaginas! I have never in my life heard that man complain. He is the dad of girls. In fact, I am under the understanding that he in fact considers himself LUCKY to be a father to 4 daughters. At the end of the day, if you're lucky enough to have 4 happy and heathy children, it doesn't matter what they have between their legs, right?

Lately, the possibility of us having number three has come up for discussion, and to be perfectly blunt, I'm sick of being told 'You're crazy' or 'Wow, you're game'... I'm neither. Yeah ok, we've had a rough run with sleep in our time, but it's nothing I wouldn't be willing to go through all over again. It sucks balls when I'm up in the middle of the night for the umpteenth time, standing hunched over a cot, or pacing the halls rocking a baby. It's really tough, but it's nothing I can't get through. Every single sleepless night, and every single tear is worth it when they smile at me, or hug me, or say 'I love you' for the first time. After all, we're not going into this unprepared. We know now, more than ever what the possibilities are, in terms of adding to our brood. We know that the pregnancy will be hard (as they ALWAYS are), and recovery will probably be harder. We'll have to juggle the two older children while going through the 'newborn' phase again. There will be more breastfeeding, and sleep training, and nappies! At the end of the day, it's our family, and we'll add to it (or not) as we see fit.

If we want to pop out a kid every year, for as long as I have a working uterus, that's up to the two of us, my vagina and Nathan's bank account to worry about. So unless you're going to be here to hold back my hair while I'm suffering morning sickness, or you're on nighttime nappy duty, it would be wise (and much more polite) to keep your negative opinions to yourself.