Am I the only person in the whole wide world?

[gritsar]

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As a police sgt. my husband deals with the same thing, day in and day out.

For the record, my sister is raising her two grandsons; age 9 and age 7. One is schizophrenic and one has a whole host of mental issues. Their mom (DS's DIL) did drugs and drank when pregnant with each of them. DIL tried to commit suicide when pregnant with the second one. DS has no life in her retirement years. Day in and day out her life revolves around those boys. No sooner had she adopted them (after her DIL walked out and her DS refused to take responsibility for them) then her DS went out and got anotehr girl pregnant. He's not taking responsibility for that child either. I think he should be neutered. All I can say is my DS is a stronger woman than I.

 

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You must have seen Freak Out Boy in the grocery store.

My apologies. Kid doesn't deal well with change. At all.

I remember when I was hugely pregnant with my youngest DD, and my oldest DD had recently moved back in with me. (She was a bit of a house hopper, that one.) FOB was three. We walked into Kroger, and he took off. I lumbered after him but was too slow to actually catch him. The little booger climbed up the soda display - a pyramid of soft drink cases standing about 15 feet tall. I could not get him down, and I started crying. People were tsk-tsking all over, until one gentleman came over and told me he would pray for me.

He's a lot better now.

 

[mom'sfolly]

I've never much liked babies. I don't think kids are all that interesting until they can interact. For my kids, I think the most fun was probably 3-7, when they are interested in everything, parents are still all knowing and they will say anything that comes into their little heads.

My kids are still fairly young. I don't really care for kids in the abstract, but there are a whole lot of individuals I like. I also think toddlers are adorable. I never had a huge drive to become a parent; if I couldn't have had children, I would have been disappointed, not devastated.

 

[mandelyn]

I've met some cool kids. Well... like 3. I have no desire to have my own and I'm still waiting on those hormones that people say will pop up and change my mind for me. I'm 28, hasn't happened yet. Husband acts like he wants one. Course he's the adventurous type. All I keep thinking about is how he was and how I was, and combined.... we'll be in for it. I bet it really would be just one. It's all we could survive. Smart, sassy, prone to deception in the teenage years. I can see it now.

Diapers and boogers are a no-go for me. Sorry, but your own kids boogers are just as gross as someone else's. One time a friend of mine was watching this little girl. She had a cold. Produced those yellow crusty gross boogers. We both are booger phobes. We stood over that child, each with a damp towel, attempting to get those boogers off her without gagging. I will NEVER forget that day.

A long time ago, I was dating this guy, and he had twin brothers still in diapers. I went to meet them. The mom was pretty well out of the picture, they lived with the grand parents. I guess this guy wanted to see what I was made of, and passed one over with a diaper that needed changing. I was a champ and did it. But my god. The baby was plenty old enough to laugh at me like it was funny. Kids, I tell ya. They know, they're not stupid. That relationship didn't last long, he put me through too many tests and I got tired of the games. he took me over to this Asian guys house, and he was a very traditional old man. I was game, he was cool. Until he plopped the chicken carcass down in front of me and said "You pick, woman's work" in his thick Asian accent. So weird! Dude was insecure about women using him for money and because he was good looking on top of it, I couldn't blame him for that. But I had really liked him, and ended up feeling hurt that he kept at this testing thing. So I broke up with him. Several months later he tracked me down and apologized. Whatever. I had already met my husband by that time.

But yeah... kids... the vast majority are sometimes so awful it's hard to think they spawned from two humans. And no matter how great they are, they still make boogers and dirty diapers.

 

[acid_chipmunk]

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As a police sgt. my husband deals with the same thing, day in and day out.

I am at the point now that I refuse to send my officers over unless there is bodily harm or damage being done to the house. I have flat out told more than one person to take care of their own problems with their kids. One guy called and wanted me to send an officer to make his son come home from the park across the street. Really? I told him it wasn't the officers job to parent his kid and make him come home and to go over and do it himself. I got an "atta girl" from my officers for that one.

 

[ARose4Heaven]

I know there must be exceptions...but kids are the cruelest creatures on earth. My childhood is filled with memories of "friends" saying and doing things to hurt. I absolutely HATED being a kid. A kid is worse than any Rooster I've ever known for being passive one second and down right demonic the next.
As I said...there MUST be exceptions...kids with parents that watch them non-stop and knock the evil out of them. The BOOK says we are all born with a sin nature. I do believe that. As we get older, we learn self-control...at least most of us do.
My grandbabies are the most precious thing in my life...but they are BRATS! And the day will come that they will cross grandma, and get a nasty surprise on their backside. It will happen. When it does...I really think my son will applaud me. He is in that stage of adulthood where he appreciates that perhaps Mom wasn't so wrong after all.

 

[Buff Hooligans]

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I've never felt drawn toward children in general, and never met one that I would want to be friends with. I guess I'm just missing that gene.
I'm almost 50, have never had children, and have never once regretted it.

 

[geeber]

<------- Back side saw some hand prints in my youth... & none the worse for ware. All for 'spankings'. Of course I have no children.

Told folks that I did not want to have kids & they would reply w/ 'your clock will kick in, you'll want children'. And I always tell those folks my clock is broken. It will not be kicking in. At 42, my clock is still broken. I do not like most little kids (my niece included). Going to my brothers house for a family get together can be exhausting. His girlfriend has two kids, plus w/ his two kids... holy mother of peace. Give me some ear plugs. And neither one of those parents spank.

I do work w/ high school & college students. I find most of them enjoyable to work w/. Of course I am not their supervisor ... but I do have some interesting conversations w/ them.

At most restaurants, my partner & I will eat in the bar. We try to never sit next to a table w/ little kids. We also hit movies on a wkday during matinee hrs.

Gritsar, you are not the only one who will openly admit to not liking children.

 

[Dunkopf]

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My DD at 22 says the very same stuff. I just show her pictures.

She was a projectile vomiter. She was with my DW and my mother one day, when she was around 3. They had spent the day at the mall and my mother had bought her junk all day. Last thing was gummy bears. They went to a nice Mexican restaurant called Don Pablos down in Ft Worth. They had a table in the middle of the room. DD was slopping her food around like a 3 year old and decided to throw her head back and do a Linda Blair imitation. She cleared out the whole floor. I never laughed so hard when my DW told me about it. My mother is very prim and proper and she was just horrified. Gummy bears everywhere.

After that my mother wouldn't take us to restaurants anymore. It was a lot of fun to feed her when she was a baby too. I had the 2am duty. I would get 3 ounces in with a burp between each ounce. Ounce number 4 would make it in and then she would throw it all up when I burped her. Naturally she wasn't hungry anymore and would doze off, then 30 minutes later she was screaming again. I love it when they start sleeping through the night.

Gotta love the blown out diapers when Dad has been putting off changing the diaper for too long.