{"id":173,"date":"2016-02-15T20:57:29","date_gmt":"2016-02-15T20:57:29","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/mrsbishop.com\/?p=173"},"modified":"2022-11-30T03:52:03","modified_gmt":"2022-11-30T03:52:03","slug":"why-yes-i-do-only-have-one-child","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mrsbishop.com\/2016\/02\/why-yes-i-do-only-have-one-child.html","title":{"rendered":"Why Yes, I Do Only Have One Child"},"content":{"rendered":"
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It has come to my attention lately that people are becoming very judgmental about the size of other peoples\u2019 families. And not just \u201cpeople\u201d- Moms.<\/p>\n

Ladies, \u00a0Momming is hard enough without tossing judgement daggers at each others\u2019 throats.<\/p>\n

Whether I\u00a0want a big family or a small one, let me resurrect one of my favorite childhood sayings-\u00a0It is NONE of your beeswax how many kids I want to have.<\/p>\n

When people ask how many children I have, and I answer, \u201cone,\u201d the question that immediately follows is, \u201cWhen are you having more?\u201d<\/p>\n

or they comment, \u201cHe\u2019s 4, you better get started on some brothers or sisters.\u201d<\/p>\n

And, oh my goodness, when I mention that my husband had a vasectomy shortly after our son\u2019s 1st birthday- you can hear crickets chirping, followed by open-mouthed stares.<\/p>\n

For a long time I felt confused. Nervous. The need to explain myself, as if by only having one child I was breaking some sort of code:<\/p>\n

-I had trouble getting pregnant<\/p>\n

-I had trouble staying pregnant<\/p>\n

-My son suffers from various health problems<\/p>\n

-We wanted more, but are happy with one<\/p>\n

Then, I realized, I don\u2019t have to say anything. There is no need to justify our decision. Ours- the decision\u00a0that should only be made between me and my husband.<\/p>\n

Believe me, we heard plenty of sobbing and gnashing of teeth from our mothers!<\/p>\n

Fellow\u00a0Mom\u2019s of one<\/a>\u2013 you are NOT any less of a mother because you only have one child. You are not doing less work. Answering less questions. Or, feeling any less crazy.<\/p>\n

Even though I only have one, I still have had plenty of sleepless nights. I have still had long, hard days. I still need copious amounts of coffee and, on some occasions, that glass of wine at the end of a hectic day.<\/p>\n

If you want 12 kids- that\u2019s fine with me, as long as they\u2019re loved and taken care of- good for you, the more the merrier.<\/p>\n

You are awesome.<\/p>\n

We\u2019re all awesome.<\/p>\n

Don\u2019t judge me and I won\u2019t judge you. This motherhood job is ridiculously hard most days, we can all use an ally.<\/p>\n

But, I\u2019m going to enjoy the fact that I\u2019m D-O-N-E with morning sickness, swollen ankles, and insane dreams. And for the most part, diapers and spit-up.<\/p>\n

I\u2019ll be busy raising my little guy for the next 16 or so years, and for me that will be enough. And, since I don\u2019t plan on having anymore- I think I\u2019ll just go ahead and start planning our next vacation.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

It has come to my attention lately that people are becoming very judgmental about the size of other peoples\u2019 families. And not just \u201cpeople\u201d- Moms. Ladies, \u00a0Momming is hard enough without tossing judgement daggers at each others\u2019 throats. Whether I\u00a0want a big family or a small one, let me resurrect one of my favorite childhood sayings-\u00a0It is NONE of your beeswax how many kids I want to have. When people ask how many children I have, and I answer, \u201cone,\u201d the question that immediately follows is, \u201cWhen are you having more?\u201d or they comment, \u201cHe\u2019s 4, you better get started <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":174,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[5,15],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-173","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-mommy","category-thoughts","has_thumb"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/mrsbishop.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/173","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/mrsbishop.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/mrsbishop.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mrsbishop.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mrsbishop.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=173"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/mrsbishop.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/173\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mrsbishop.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/174"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/mrsbishop.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=173"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mrsbishop.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=173"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mrsbishop.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=173"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}