Dear ‘fancymonster’,

Thank you for commenting with this;

“Just so I get it right – did you choose to have 5 kids? If so, STFU”.

on my last post.

At a time when all I want to do is curl up into the smallest of balls and disappear, it really made my day.

I will answer your question though – because I don’t want my kids to think, should they read the post and your comment that I was complaining about their existence

and then I will, as you say

STFU

and hopefully, so will you.

Yes, I chose to have all of my children, not five, as you suggest but six biological children.

Two sets of twins, a single daughter in the middle and a son, who died.

I also chose to foster two boys until they are old enough to make their way in this hateful world.

Most days are good.

Some days are not.

If you had read my post properly,

you would know

that I was not in any way resentful of  my beautiful children or what my day consists of to look after them.

I chose to marry my husband, who I love and am very proud of.

I chose him

but I was frustrated and hurt and I was just venting.

It is, of course, your God given right to show me that I am incredibly ungrateful for my seven living children and that I have no right to have a bad day.

Thank you for setting me straight.