Perspective

Its become apparent to me recently that some people simply don't think before they open their mouths. While I'm sure plenty of people know this already, it becomes even more clear when people make comments about your child.

After having Caiden I expected to have nosy onlookers. What I didn't expect were peoples' reactions to how small he is and their constant need to remind me. "Oh, look how small he is!" "was he early?" "how old is he?" "is there anything wrong with him?" "how much did he weigh?" "how much does he weigh now?" "were you scared?" "what happened?"

I shouldn't be bombarded with questions every time I leave my house. Don't people realize its not polite to ask 50 questions about a potentially touchy subject? I'm quite aware of how small my son is but he's a porker compared to when he was born 6 weeks ago. I really don't appreciate being reminded of the circumstances that brought him into the world 8 weeks premature and having to spend 4 weeks in the NICU being poked and prodded.

The only thing worse is when people complain about having big babies. I'd give anything to have pushed out a ten pounder rather than have a son who didn't even weigh four pounds at birth. My son weighed less than half yours and you're complaining about having a big healthy baby? Perspective people.

Now, I am well aware it could have been worse. I know better than most that we could very well have lost him and nearly did. I know some people unfortunately do lose their babies. I'm not pretending to be better than them. I'm not. My son isn't better than their child. We were just one of the lucky ones.