I am losing to see the while point of being a mother. More I listen to people more I am thinking, what is the point? You get pregnant, you carry around that lump for 8 or more months, then you give a excruciatingly painful birth to a crying-peeing-pooping diaper-monger. (You would think that would be all.. hahahaha…)
Then you give up your normal life-style to take care of it for 18+ years – you don’t sleep, you don’t take timeout for yourself.. You devote your life behind raising it, tolerating its inability to stick to the rules, and equally powerful natural abilities to find all incompetence in your part to fail to see what it (s/he) is planning next, that might stamp right at your face and yell, ‘in your face sucker!!’
You know what I think?
All this crap about ‘being mother is the best thing of all’ – slogan is just another way how other new-moms can cut your tail in the same trap. And when men says the same thing, in my head its getting translated as -’how about you stay back home, clean after the messy monster, so that I can take the day off’? What would have been fair is, if women gave birth, it should only be fair if men stayed back and took care of baby.
Hope I am not harsh-ing your mellow, I guess it would just take me some time to really see the point of giving birth to another mouth when the earth already has enough people.
