Another son came along 18 months later, although we waited four years to have the third, because Mitt was still in school and we had no income except the stock we were chipping away at. We were living on the edge, not entertaining. No, I did not work. Mitt thought it was important for me to stay home with the children, and I was delighted.
We are all children of the same God, and we have to come together to solve our problems and not be fighting so much.
Raising children is the hardest job that there is on the face of the Earth.
