A woman (me) walks into a cafe to meet my friend. My friend is talking to another woman, who transpires is her neighbour. Never met her before. Never wanna meet her again. Usual pleasantries, name, occupation, number of children, name(s) of children, age(s) of children, colour of underwear etc. I have one DD, aged 1.
Usual oul shite, "ooh, when you going again?" I'm not. We're one and done as the Yanks would say. Lots of reasons, none of them her business therefore, none of them disclosed. Got the inevitable "oh she'll be lonely" etc. Not the first time I've heard that old sausage. I handled it the usual way and pointed out her abundance of cousins and our intention to make sure we do all we can to make sure she's never lonely. Then she says, "...but only one child doesn't make it a real family". No, no, you're right. It isn't a family. It's a... banana. Yes, we aren't a family, we are a banana.
OK, I'm talking ring there, but you get the gist. According to this person, 2 parents and one child are not a real family. Ergo, I am not a real mother I suppose. Is she alone in her thoughts? Anyone here think it's unreasonable to suggest that a 3 person unit is, in fact, a family and not a banana?
I know she probably didn't process her thoughts before opening her gaping hole mouth, but still, it stung. And what did I do? What witty retort did I come back with? Nada, nothing, naught. Well, to be fair, I joined MN and gave out stink to a bunch of strangers. Go me.