Because I just witnessed a woman scream, “Shut up” at her infant and “Don’t you dare cry. I hate you both,” at her toddler while getting them out of the car. I’m angry with her, and with myself for judging her. I have no idea why she was in such a mood – or if she’s suffering from postpartum depression. I’m perturbed with myself as well for just walking by. But honestly I didn’t think I could take any abuse from her, and I wasn’t feeling sympathetic enough to offer to help until I got a block past.
Upon careful introspection, I feel certain I would never say that to any child. “Shut up,” unlikely, but maybe, in a very rare moment of extreme passion and stress. I really hope not, though. But “I hate you?” Never. Seriously. I know that if I get to have children there will be moments when they drive me crazy, but I also know I would ask, no BEG for help before I got to the point where I could say, “I hate you.”
I know the following rant is about to be unreasonable, but I haven’t ever said this yet. Because I know it’s ridiculous and anecdotal and inaccurate.
But WHY does it seem like so many parents I see right now don’t appreciate their children? Why does it seem like every other mother on the street uses her children as an accessory, as a way to one up other women? Why does it seem so damn easy for total assholes to get pregnant, and stay pregnant, and give birth, and bring home a beautiful baby? Why do women who don’t even plan to get pregnant, and then don’t even realize they have until they’ve smoked and drank alcohol for months get to bring home babies?
I know I’m not representing things accurately. I guess the key word here is “seems.” I’m just not in the mood right now to see it so clearly.