Baby Talk.

Getting out of bed this morning was such a pain in the ass. If you had witnessed this, you would probably swear up and down I was pregnant. I sat up, and a pulled myself up and I was suddenly hit with dizziness and nausea. I had to lay back down. I tried again. Same thing. There was a God, and I was finally able to make it to the bathroom and pee. I really didn't feel like lying in a puddle of my own piss. I knew I couldn't possibly be pregnant, because well you have to be having sex to be so. And I don't think I made a trip to the sperm bank and had my self impregnated without my knowledge. But then again, this could be the reason I woke up on a medical examining table and my legs were on stirrups. I knew that man was a doctor. What a lying piece of shit.

Okay so this didn't happen. Unless well someone knocked me out so I could go get knocked up. But I don't live in Salem, so I just don't see this happening. And if a sperm bank place or whoever impregnates you, goes down south and implants you while being knocked out since the moment you walked through the door, I think that deserves a lawsuit. And hah, I'll so make someone else go in for jury duty.

Speaking of being pregnant and talks of children. Is it just me or is everyone and their cousin's brother's sister's mother's aunt's neighbor pregnant? Kids are cute and all, but are we out to populate east Asia and I didn't get the memo? Everytime I get news on people back in Virginia, someone's just had a baby or is pregnant. Or someone's trying. I'm pretty sure there was this thing invented called the condom. And there are some people out there that just shouldn't reproduce. We were graced with your presence, let's not make another. If you want to give anything back to this country please don't give us Junior.

I know of a couple that has nothing. They don't work, and they don't look for a job. It's really quite sad. But oh we're married, lets take that next step and have children. They totally slid over the "Oh lets get a dog" phase. They now have two daughters, and one has down syndrome. Well they got lucky with the first kid, she's disabled so they can live off her disability check. Are you kidding me? If that's not the lowest of the low, I don't know what is. So what ever that sweet innocent baby gets each month, they spend it on God knows what. She needs special care, and I really don't know if she gets the proper care that she needs. It's been awhile since I've heard an update on them, well over a year, I sure hope someone stepped in and took that baby. She does get medicaid, so I'm hoping that they use that to their advantage.

And their philosophy on marriage: "Well we're married, we don't use protection while having sex." What? If everyone did that you'd be popping about a kid every year. You need to be responsible, and realize that "I can't afford another baby", honey put on the rubber. I mean birth control is practically free these days. Get off your lazy ass and go to the health department. And seriously, why make a child grow up in such living conditions, when it could easily have been prevented. I know it's harsh, but I don't think innocent children should have to live under certain conditions because their parents were careless. It's one thing if you honestly love your spouse and you're working your ass off to provide for your family. But it's I think it's totally different, when you're sitting on your ass all day watching Jerry Springer, and well you're in the mood. You have to love yourself before you can provide love that a child needs 24/7.

So the point of this post. I'm not having kids for a LONG LONG time. Do I see them in my future? Maybe. But not until I know I can respectably care for those children, and give them the love and support they need. Because anything else would just be unfair. I totally respect every parent out there that raises their children with the upmost love and devotion that those children deserve and need. I see a momma or a daddy these days just holding onto a baby and see them talking to them and just smiling and that baby grinning right back, and it just makes me smile. That my friends is what it's about. It doesn't matter what pair of shoes you bought last week, or what people think about you at this very moment. You made your child happy. And I respect you for that.