Saturday, August 10, 2013

The Midnight Rant.

So, I have something to say.
If you're offended...please be aware that you are making the choice to read this and it's your own fault.
Here it is.
If you can't and/or won't take care of your children, stop having them.
If your priorities include you and only you and not the care of your children, don't have them.
If all you do is constantly complain about your children and how hard it is to be a mom, you shouldn't have had children.
If you resent your children because they're getting in the way of your plans, you shouldn't have had them.
If you can't seem to take care of your children because you're too busy spending the money on yourself, you shouldn't have had them.
If you can't seem to nurture them or teach them or love them, please...try.

What I am simply trying to say is that there are people in this world who would love the opportunity to be a parent and it very much offends us that you do all of the above.
Every time you say that you're annoyed with your children, our hearts feel sad.
Every time that your children are hungry or lonely or unloved or neglected, we feel a little bit angry at you.
Every time you say that you resent your children, we resent you.

If you have children, love them and tell them that you love them.  Care for them.  Nurture them.  Enjoy them.  Play with them.  Talk to them.  Teach them. Take them on vacations.  Fingerpaint with them.  Drink koolaid, make cookies, color pictures, watch Disney movies, play catch, sing songs, and LIVE with them..because there are some people in this world that want the very thing that you have and it's practically impossible for them to have what you have.  And we're envious sometimes.  We pretend not to be.  But sometimes, late at night, we cry.  We sob.  We question our purpose.  We feel worthless.  We hug our cats and put costumes on them and try to teach them to talk and pretend that they're children.  We throw away things we've been saving for years for that miracle day when we have a baby.  And we curse you.  We don't understand why you don't love every second of being a mother.  We just don't get it.
We understand that it's not all cupcakes and color books and smiles.  We get that.  What we don't get is when you utterly neglect them, when a tattoo and hair color is more important than new shoes for your child, why you ignore them, resent them, neglect them and then wonder why they are so naughty, why you don't teach them proper nutrition, language, social skills etc and then complain that they're fat and awful and dumb.  Well, as the old saying goes, you've made your bed and now you have to lie in it.  And I shouldn't be expected to feel bad for you because you've made bad choices.

Now, I warned you.  If you're offended, I don't apologize.  I don't have to.  You should apologize.  To your children.
And really, if you don't want them, give them to me, lock, stock and barrel and go away.

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