So the Duggars announced this morning that they are expecting Bambino Number Twenty. I feel an obligation to address this, since Michelle Duggar and I are clearly co-club members. You know, because they keep having kids because it’s God’s will, and we keep having kids because birth control is not our forte. Same club, obviously.
I understand why the Duggars’ news is newsworthy. I mean, who has twenty kids?!? What I don’t understand is why people are so quick to get their panties all in an uproar about it. Look, large families aren’t for everyone, but how do their (or my) reproductive choices affect you personally? If a family is taking care of its own, is self-sufficient, and is not subjecting its offspring to neglect or abuse, then who cares? You can say there is a larger picture that needs to be considered: the impact on the world, the environment, etc. Well, I suppose if everyone were having ten or twenty kids, it would be a real environmental problem, but it’s a rare family that has that many kids in this day and age, and with all the bigger shit going on, like war and genocide and intolerance and poverty, I just don’t think that the occasional family that produces a larger than average number of kids is going to make a global difference. Besides, like Michael pointed out to me as I wrung my hands over this latest
fiasco incident blunder joyful event of ours, “You never know, maybe this will be the person who discovers a cure for cancer.”
Truth be told, I think twenty kids is extremely excessive, and I cannot imagine how her body can continue to withstand all this baby-making (I have doubts about my own body’s ability to withstand this latest stunt, and this is only number seven for me). But where is the line supposed to be drawn? Who gets to decide? Whose business is it, anyway? It’s easy to get all judgy about someone else’s choices, but those of us who are judgy need to keep in mind that plenty of our own choices are being judged (fairly or unfairly) by someone else.
I wish them well.