Facebook makes me not want children. Yeah. Here's why:
1. Posts about being headbutted by a two year old.
2. Posts about cleaning up vomit.
3. Potty training foibles.
4. Posts about staying up all night with two sick kids.
5. Posts about nursing ALL NIGHT.
I seem to be one of the last in my graduating class that is still unburdened, which I find sad because we are only 25/26. Yes, I respect your choice (or accident) to have a child. It doesn't make you any more worthy than someone else. And your posting scary things about your children on Facebook make me less likely to join you in the 'hood. Motherhood.
Alright, that takes care of commentary on this morning's assault. Holy shit.
So I don't want to join the mother cult any time soon. I love having time for hobbies and soul searching. I think I'm going to join the Quakers, but have never been to a meeting yet. Been working every Sunday. I did a drive-by scope-out of the meeting house yesterday just as a lot of people were arriving for some unknown event which was not advertised on their out-of-date website. Anyway....I WILL be going to meeting when I have a Sunday off. I would love to feel a sense of community and belonging again, so I hope it works out.
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