I visited my endocrinologist yesterday. I brought all three of my kids with me. It went a little like this:
(Typical, friendly greeting. The kind you would expect from a doctor who has known you for 20 years. Lollipops for the kids, which they loved and quietly consumed during the visit. Typical questions regarding the status of my diabetes. Then.)
Doctor: "No more kids, right?"
Me: "You know how I feel about this. And look at these children." [They were, fortunately, behaving perfectly.] "Do you really mean to tell me you don't want more of them in the world? If I choose to take on the difficulty, what concern is it of yours?"
Doctor: "I'm staying out of this."
Me: "If that were true, you wouldn't tell me to stop having them."
The good news is that he and his whole staff are so very accommodating when I bring the kids. I was in and out of there in less than 30 minutes. One nurse (or tech) held the one-year-old Statesman while I went in the bathroom to produce my urine sample. Nothing but smiles and kind words towards the kids.
We've exchanged some unpleasantness, and we disagree about the size of my family. But he's cheerful and helpful and knows me better than anyone. So it basically works.