I had an experience Saturday, one that I have had before, and one I will have time and time again.
I saw a friend from high school. I hadn't seen her since high school. I went up to her, in Walmart, and said the usual "Hi. How have you been?". I noticed a baby in her cart and asked how old she was. Her response was that she was 8 months old and it was her one and only.
Josh and Mike were with me and I was holding Ben. She asked if "they" were mine and I said yes and introduced Josh, Mike and Ben. Then she asked their ages.....which to me is the signal of "Wholly crap.....you have an 11 year old, a 9 year old and then a baby. Why such the spread? ". So I feel the need to say that there isn't such a spread, but we lost our third child 2 1/2 years ago.
I hate this. What do I do? Do I explain that things are not as they seem? That we have 4 boys not just 3?
It is heart wrenching to explain our family because of what happened and it is heart wrenching to not explain our family because that means leaving Luke out.
These are the two pictures I have in my head.......I just need to figure out a way to combine them..........
