Jasmine's Place Issue No. 1 - September/October 2012 - Page 19

overwhelming. We lived on an acreage and had some bantam hens. Bantams have a habit of laying eggs wherever they choose. ..... Lucile dropped her schoolbooks on the table and made me a cup of tea. Soon, the cup of tea helping, I gained my composure and let out a big sigh. “Do you wish you didn't have us?” Van, the youngest, wanted to know. James looked at me and asked, “Mom? Did we do something wrong?” “No,” I replied, struggling to smile. “I'm just exhausted. It's all right. Some day when you have children you'll understand.” Because of their great flying ability, we found it impossible to keep these little chickens penned up so the children made it their job to find the bantie eggs each day. One day two of the boys found a nest of six eggs. Half on, and half off the nest, lay a dead hen. The boys came running to me, asking if they could bring the eggs in and try to incubate them. I agreed. It was summer and would make a great project for them. “Do you wish you didn't have us?” Van, the youngest, wanted to know. “Of course I don't wish I didn't have you,” I replied, pulling him close. “But sometimes mommies just get tired. Sometimes mommies wish they could have a break. But I'm okay now. Come and help get supper.” JASMINE'S PLACE 19