Babies are evil
| May 15, 2010 | Filled under Blog, Photo Album |
Don’t you just want to gobble her up?
I spent the last morning of my 20s hanging out with a 5-day-old kid. She is pretty awesome. I even forced an awkward CLH to holding her. I let her sleep on my chest while I laid on the floor, and she was all wrapped up like a Freebird burrito.
When you hold a sweet, innocent baby, you get a kind of warm fuzzy feeling inside. The feeling is so strong I’ve been on a high since this morning. I can’t stop thinking about it. That’s the evilness of babies. They exude this pheromone that makes you love them so that you won’t eat them instead. Seriously. It’s in some medical journal somewhere.
I am the oldest grandchild on one side of my family and the second oldest, by several years, on the other side. Tomorrow I am turning 30 years old, and some of my cousins, ten years younger than me, are already parents. People now feel that it is appropriate to ask me why I don’t have children, and the only answer I have is that I just haven’t felt it yet. Even today, spending all morning with a 5-day-old and a 9-month-old — I didn’t want to put ether one down, but I also didn’t want to take either one home.
Babies are cute.
The pressure to reproduce is quite high in our society.
Some who are able to do so may not be fit to be parents.
Adoption should be a more accepted alternative.
All babies are cute.
Preach it sister! I don’t think I could have explained it so well as you, but I know exactly what you’re going through and how that feels! It’s frustrating to not have a better answer when people ask, and even more irritating that they think it’s okay to ask in the first place. So far, the most motivating reason to bear crotchfruit I’ve experienced is seeing my brother raising my niece & knowing I could do so much better of a job! How miserable & pathetic is that!?
Ha ha, crotchfruit. Good one, Tiffany.
Amy and I are older than you and CLH, and we don’t have kids either. Not sure we want them, but we’re open to the idea that our minds might change. You know how writing kinda sucks sometimes, but when you’re done you’re glad to have written? That’s how I feel about kids. I’d just like to skip all the baby nonsense, all the teenager bullshit, and just tesseract to that day where I’m patting him on the back and sending him to college. I just don’t want to be lonely when I’m old. Someone’s gotta wipe my ass.