As time goes by I find myself less and less amused by the rudeness of people. I don’t mind people engaging with us. Ok it might be a bit repetitive and strange but it’s mostly pleasant conversation (sometimes slightly inappropriate questions) which often ends up with words of encouragement and congratulations. However I notice more than before those that point and stare, those talking about us as if we weren’t there (look! Triplets! Oh my… ). I find myself replying to them, always polite but making sure they realise they were being rude.
Today a random guy asked if he could take a picture. My dad, who like a proud grandad was pushing the triple pram in the christmas market, was going to say yes before I stepped in and kindly refused. This was followed by a “why?” From the guy. “Because it’s weird” I answered. I’m sure he took a pic anyways but at least it was without my permission and I made sure he felt like a weirdo asking for pictures of other people’s babies.
What is wrong with people? It costs nothing to be polite and just acknowledge my presence with a look if you want to openly and loudly talk about my babies. Yes, I know they’re the cutest thing you’ll ever see but there’s no need to lose your composure over it.