Cats vs. Kids

Published January 7, 2010 by Bellatrixa

Yes, it’s ranting… Yes, I will probably break the Forum’s computers in the process and obliterate their swear filter… No, I don’t give a flying fuck.

Right, let me get a few things clear before I get right into this. I have personally had three miscarriages. One when I was 15 that I hate to say, I self-induced. Yeah, call me a murderer and whatever the hell you want, but I felt like I had no choice. Few of you realise the extent of the abuse I was going through at home. So yeah, I caused myself to miscarry. When I was 18, I fell pregnant with twins by Steve. I was actually really happy, even though it was far from an idea situation with where I was living at the time (with his family) and as much as you may think I’m a cow for saying it, with what he turned out to be (an abisive fuckhead who will be best burning slowly in non-existent hell for all eternity), I guess the miscarriage I had then was for the best. No, I didn’t induce it. I was actually deeply attached to our kids. Moreso after I’d had a sonogram. Fact is, I mourned the loss and had to get over it. Now I realise that it wasn’t the best time etcetc. That brings me to the most recent: August 2008. Again, Steve’s child and this time I was 5 months in when I had an accident and fell down the stairs. Yes, I really fell down the stairs. I wasn’t even dating him when it happened. I wonder if his current bitch is aware of this?

Anyways, I’m not exactly enamoured with kids. I have little tolerance for the children of my friends and even less for random kids on the street. They puke, they shit, they smell, they’re loud. In general, they’re pretty fucking annoying as 99% of parents these days can’t seem to educate or train them properly.

But, as a female, I am under a certain amount of pressure from my peers to reproduce. Why? Ok, part of me does like the idea of having a small minion that I can train to take over the world and I’d be damned if any kid of mine would be as rude as some of the little shits I see around the city. BUT the principle is that we shouldn’t be pressured into having kids, just because some retards see themselves as breeding machines. Not everyone WANTS to have kids. Why does the media and populace in general have to put such emphasis on it? Why is it one of those things that’s now demanded of a woman?

And what’s with congratulating people on having a kid? Well done it didn’t die? Well done you’ve done what people have been doing for 2 billion years? Well done you’ve added another mouth to feed to a planet with already overstretched resources? What the fuck am I meant to be congratulating you for? Seriously?! In this modern age the mortality rate of women giving birth is much lower mortality rates than back in the 18th Century. I could understand you congratulating a new mother back then, but these days having a kid really isn’t that much of an achievement. Especially considering how most of them are turning out. Would you have congratulated Hitler’s mother? I think not. You’ve really achieved nothing more than a biological process. Whoopdefuckingdoo. Shall I congratulate you on sneezing? Taking a shit? Blinking? It’s not like it’s something you’ll only ever do once.

If you want a kid SO badly, why not adopt or foster? Why are adoptive and foster families so over looked? In my eyes they do more for kids than people who drop their own sprogs without a second’s thought. Having kids is not an essential part of life, certainly not when you’re in your fucking twenties and younger! It actually sickens me to see so many people on my Facebook with kids already (some with multiple). Why not do something USEFUL with your life? Or you know, have that FUN thing? I actually want to do some research into the instances of extra marital affairs, alcoholism and mental health issues in people who had kids too early.

For those of you who don’t know, I’m 24. No, I haven’t been to university yet. I’ve plans to return to education as and when I am able to do so, but by gods, I can say that I have had FUN in those years since I left school. I’ve experienced many things in life. Not all were good, not all were bad. I don’t for a minute regret a single one. Sure, this is my lifestyle choice and popping out bratlings is other people’s. I’m not entirely against the idea, but as I said, in my eyes it takes a lot of consideration and thought before “filling the bloody world up with bloody people they can’t afford to bloody feed”.

What does the main thing about all these people having kids say to me?



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