Remarks on a third child

I spent the afternoon looking after Garden boy, as his sister sustained an injury at pre-school requiring a trip to A & E. So after an entertaining time at home, I decided to venture out with the boys in the pushchair and Fifi in the baby sling. I was quite enjoying my stroll, however I did get several comments.
'you've got your hands full'
'looks like hard work'
'rather you than me'
'triplets?'
NO, I'm simply looking after a friends child, and so what if I did have three children, is that anyone else's business. I was really quite shocked by the general attitudes and looks I received out there on the mean streets. It was almost as if people don't venture out with more than two children in tow. It was a revelation. A Christian joke now springs to mind; 'the Bible starts with two people in a garden and ends with a Revelation', or something like that anyway.
That all said, I am reminded of an incident in Waitrose yesterday when I was pushing the pushchair containing Fifi and supervising Toddler boy with one of THOSE STUPID trolleys designed for toddlers, probably by a man, to make what should be a nice shopping experience into utter hell. From the shadows of the bread section emerged at great speed towards me, a middle aged man. Gesturing in the direction of my tummy he remarked in a sort of whispered tone
'You're going to have your hands full'.
He was very lucky I didn't lamp him with a baguette.

Remarks on a third child