Me: Ten babies? What?And then I realized what she was actually saying. She wants twin babies. Sisters. She wants twin sisters. Because they are making picture posters in class and talking about the pictures, and there is a little boy in her class who has adorable one year old twin sisters.
Olivia: Noooo...ten sisters! TEN SISTERS!
Me: Oh, ten sisters, eh?
Olivia: NO MOM. Jack has ten babies. Ten sisters. I want ten sisters, pleeeeeaaaaassssee? I been a really good girl.
Me: Yes, Olivia. Twin sisters would be nice, wouldn't they?Olivia doesn't know that Ainsley was a twin. When I was pregnant, she was not even two. We told her there were two babies in mommy's belly but she was so little that none of it made sense. And then Evelyn was gone and everything revolved around Ainsley and we just told her that Ainsley was her sister and left it at that.
We will tell her someday. At some point there will be a time when it fits into regular conversation and we will tell her and she will have a lot of questions. Maybe all of the kids came out of preschool asking for twin sisters, who knows? I have no idea how to explain stillbirth to a small child without freaking her the hell out.
All I know is that there is no way she is having ten sisters. My uterus would absolutely revolt. As would my husband.