I simply LOVE these young(er) ladies who want nothing but rewards, for no work. Especially when it comes to babies and pregnancy. I want a baby, but I'd better not get any stretch marks. I want a baby, but I don't want to give up my Prada purses. I want a baby, but I don't want to give up my daily spa treatments. I want, I want, I want, I want, I want..... BUT.
Get the fuck over yourself. You don't want a baby, you want a doll. You want something to dress up and parade around, then when you're tired of it you want someone else to take the responsibility. News flash: Not gonna happen. Being a mother means sacrificing so much that you're small little minds can't even comprehend. You're favorite clothes will be riddled with stains and you're favorite things will probably get broken. All that time of doing whatever you want, whenever you want.. is now gone. No more being a porn star in every guy's eyes, except your husband. No more waltzing around in 20 inch heels, it's simply not safe. You'll be running after your kid all the time. No more ME, ME, ME, ME, ME. And, if you are still a selfish bitch when you think about having children, I'll offer a nice piece of advice that WILL help in many ways : DON'T HAVE CHILDREN. Save them years of therapy, and WAIT until you're READY..
This subject gets under my skin more than others because I've watched people in my own family be this way. I swore I would NEVER be like that. After seeing all of the mistakes made by family and friends, I planned my having children very carefully. I cherish every second. I love my stretch marks. I don't miss any of the sacrifices I made (although, I would have been 80% covered in ink right now). I don't regret a day and you know why? I had children when I was ready. I was prepared. I was educated. I was stable. I love them more than my own life, and that is what you need when raising a child. I will NEVER make the mistakes of my childhood. I will make my own mistakes, everyone does, but thankfully I was able to learn enough through watching others that my children will get a better shake. It makes me feel awesome to know that I've broken the cycle of abuse (verbal and otherwise) rampant in my family. It will exist no more. I'd rather DIE than my children ever feel unwanted or that they are pieces of trash because they made mommy's body look less and less like a supermodel. I'm a role model, I'm comfortable in my own skin, and I could not be happier with my life. If I can pass just those three traits to my children, I'll have fulfilled my life's purpose.
Motherhood is hard, but it's the satisfying kind of hard. Every smile and every hug you get from your children are worth more than any possession or high paying career (or even 'new' boobs). They are priceless. They are perfection. They are THE VERY BEST of you.
Get the fuck over yourself. You don't want a baby, you want a doll. You want something to dress up and parade around, then when you're tired of it you want someone else to take the responsibility. News flash: Not gonna happen. Being a mother means sacrificing so much that you're small little minds can't even comprehend. You're favorite clothes will be riddled with stains and you're favorite things will probably get broken. All that time of doing whatever you want, whenever you want.. is now gone. No more being a porn star in every guy's eyes, except your husband. No more waltzing around in 20 inch heels, it's simply not safe. You'll be running after your kid all the time. No more ME, ME, ME, ME, ME. And, if you are still a selfish bitch when you think about having children, I'll offer a nice piece of advice that WILL help in many ways : DON'T HAVE CHILDREN. Save them years of therapy, and WAIT until you're READY..
This subject gets under my skin more than others because I've watched people in my own family be this way. I swore I would NEVER be like that. After seeing all of the mistakes made by family and friends, I planned my having children very carefully. I cherish every second. I love my stretch marks. I don't miss any of the sacrifices I made (although, I would have been 80% covered in ink right now). I don't regret a day and you know why? I had children when I was ready. I was prepared. I was educated. I was stable. I love them more than my own life, and that is what you need when raising a child. I will NEVER make the mistakes of my childhood. I will make my own mistakes, everyone does, but thankfully I was able to learn enough through watching others that my children will get a better shake. It makes me feel awesome to know that I've broken the cycle of abuse (verbal and otherwise) rampant in my family. It will exist no more. I'd rather DIE than my children ever feel unwanted or that they are pieces of trash because they made mommy's body look less and less like a supermodel. I'm a role model, I'm comfortable in my own skin, and I could not be happier with my life. If I can pass just those three traits to my children, I'll have fulfilled my life's purpose.
Motherhood is hard, but it's the satisfying kind of hard. Every smile and every hug you get from your children are worth more than any possession or high paying career (or even 'new' boobs). They are priceless. They are perfection. They are THE VERY BEST of you.
While I agree 110%, I do not love my stretchmarks lol....I do however love my babies and wouldn't trade them for all the Prada bags in the world :)
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