A few months ago, while dining out at a local restaurant, one of our waitresses asked my children if they ever got tired of all the babies. Before I could pick my mouth up off the floor, my oldest son piped up and said with the most puzzled look on his face,
No. We like babies!
Just the other day this same child, who happens to be a 7th grader this year, told his dad he couldn’t wait for the new baby to get here.
Was it because mommy would once again be able to wash the dishes?
Was it because he was tired of giving his achy mommy foot massages?
Was it because he thought pregnancy was a cruel and unusual punishment for the entire household?
Nope. His words were:
I just love it when a new baby is born! They are so cool!
Yes, folks, my kids think babies are cool. My oldest daughter, age 9, has already begged to be the first to hold the baby (after mom and dad, of course). My six year old wants to help babysit, and my 4 year old and 20 month old get a severe case of the giggles when they feel the baby kick them from inside my tummy. Mommy having a baby every year and a half or so hasn’t changed their opinion of babies in the least. Babies are cool…always have been…always will be.
But, why? Why do my children have a differing opinion from the world that says a large family hinders the children, squashes their creativity, and inhibits their ability to excel at life? The answer is simple:
They’ve never experienced that sort of negativity.
What they know are a mom and dad who also think babies are cool. They know a mom and dad who think THEY are cool! Each new baby is a brand new personality, a brand new dynamic, a brand new life, created just for them.
We are a family unit, not a bunch of headless individuals running around doing our “own thing.” God set each of these children in this particular family for a purpose and everyone here knows that. So, baby #7 isn’t some random accident. He or she belongs just as much as the baby before them.
We talk about ourselves as a family. We talk about each of our children’s gifts. We talk about how God has blessed us with each and every child. We share their birth stories and the memories we’ve kept in their pregnancy journals. They all love it, and adding one more child to the household is fun because there is one more person to share all of this with.
In a day and age where we think we have to psychoanalyze everything, we often end up planting the very thing we are trying to avoid. Seeds of jealousy don’t grow here because we never water them. We avoid comments that might suggest one child is better than another. We don’t allow pity parties. We don’t encourage selfishness. We don’t play the “that’s not fair” game. And we tell our children every single day that we love them.
In fact, quite often we tell them how cool we think they are. And guess what?! If they are cool, then the new baby must be cool too!