No kids?
I realise, after constant interaction with my sister for coming 11 years, that I'd make a horrible parent. If that is the case, I don't think I'd want to have children of my own in the future.
I love babies. I love watching babies growing into toddlers. I love the process of seeing a small bundle of joy evolve and change into a walking little human being.
And that's about it.
I have no patience with her whining, I have no way of teaching and grooming her into a person she can be proud of. I don't know how to emotionally attach myself to her, and tell her I love her, or encourage her in ways that are not more than just for practicality's sake. And all these are traits that I feel a mother should have.
I'm so practical, I definitely lack in the loving and encouraging mother sector.
I think what I want is a dog. Forever adorable and cute and no answering, no questioning, no defiance. Even if a dog is defiant, I can just put him in his cage till he decides to behave. I can't put a kid in a cage till he reflects on his mistakes and decides to change for the better.
That's an idea.
As life goes on, I get more and more convinced that I am more suited for a life of solitude.
I guess I'm only saying this because I'm not a mother myself. But, I thought I'd see a reflection of my mother in me when helping to take care and groom Shawne. Instead, I see this grumpy old fart who just wants her sister to grow up and be independent so she doesn't bug her with ridiculous requests and questions.
Oh bum.
I love babies. I love watching babies growing into toddlers. I love the process of seeing a small bundle of joy evolve and change into a walking little human being.
And that's about it.
I have no patience with her whining, I have no way of teaching and grooming her into a person she can be proud of. I don't know how to emotionally attach myself to her, and tell her I love her, or encourage her in ways that are not more than just for practicality's sake. And all these are traits that I feel a mother should have.
I'm so practical, I definitely lack in the loving and encouraging mother sector.
I think what I want is a dog. Forever adorable and cute and no answering, no questioning, no defiance. Even if a dog is defiant, I can just put him in his cage till he decides to behave. I can't put a kid in a cage till he reflects on his mistakes and decides to change for the better.
That's an idea.
As life goes on, I get more and more convinced that I am more suited for a life of solitude.
I guess I'm only saying this because I'm not a mother myself. But, I thought I'd see a reflection of my mother in me when helping to take care and groom Shawne. Instead, I see this grumpy old fart who just wants her sister to grow up and be independent so she doesn't bug her with ridiculous requests and questions.
Oh bum.