Oct 20, 2009 12:44
So I have come to the well thought out conclusion that... if you aren't a dog person, you probably aren't a baby person either.
Me... I am NOT a big fan of dogs, more overly NOT a big fan of babies. Don't get me wrong, there are exceptions to every rule, I do love my dog and a few others and I hope to god or whatever that if EVER I have any little brats, I don't end up wanting to murder myself or them.
I have come to this line of thinking via baby sitting two tiny little men today. Although one might call them cute at a far off glace, up close and alone however it is frightening. frusterating and agravatiing. I think I have only thrown up a little three times since my afternoon play date. The puking and the pooping and the drooling and screaming... WHENEVER YOU LEAVE THE ROOM FOR MORE THAN 2 SECONDS. Oh god.
Dogs I'd like to think are maybe just a little easier, no screaming, dog kennels can be involved, no diapers, and constant attention is not required.
I must say this is the best fucking form of birth control EVER, as is it a note to self to remember I love my life. I can understand now why my mother only conceived one of me.
I hate this.