I have a friend from high school who has five kids. She is a great mother, she spends loads of time with her children, she has a healthy and loving relationship with her husband, brings cookies over when I am feeling down and is an all around wonderful person.
The two of us were having a cup of steaming hot coffee one early morning a bit ago and were chatting up the ins and outs of our lives. I find the best conversation is often had over a caffeinated beverage with a couple of sugars added into the mix.
As the two os us had our heads together in rapt attention to the other - as we both crave one on one time where we know the other individual is really listening...
Right at that point, someone we both knew came up to us to say a quick hello. The visiting friend said to my coffee drinking friend, "Oh, I didn't know that you had another baby."
To that, my friend replied jokingly, "Oh, you know, we weren't quite ready for another one. He was a little oops, " this said along with a hearty giggle.
After a couple of minutes, my friend and I were left alone again, and I could tell that there was something that had shifted. After not too long, my friend said, you know, sometimes I feel like I have to apologize for the number of kids I have. We wanted each of our children, we love them more than life itself, I don't think anyone was a mistake or unplanned! I hate when I do that...when I make a joke out of what is mine."
Together we discussed that issue and concluded that our kids are the loves of our lives...to my friend, I only wish to be as great of mother and friend as you...and there is no Ooops in that.