Must be she finds taking their pictures more than every seven years or so boring, too.
More than likely though, she used this shot because she looked good in it.
After all, it is all about her.
Will they ever visit her there? Not likely. It would be too boring.
Makes me angry that men like this even have a sperm count, and angrier still that women like this were even born with a uterus. So-called parents like these only perpetuate the world into more disfunction.
In one sense, I'm glad I did, because I love my two boys more than life itself. And I don't ignore my kids like this woman, but quite frankly, being a father does not come easily to me.
I do the things that this woman says she avoids, but they don't come easily to me. It is work, literally, that I sometimes don't get a lot of pleasure from, because sometimes it literally exhausts me, mentally and physically.
And I'm not talking about the parental things like dealing with illness, schoolwork, etc., that inherently exhaust you mentally and physically. I'm talking about the get down on a kid's level and play and interact with them things. Because I have a problem with getting down onto a child's level. I don't think it has anything to do with society today. It's just that if I could get my mom to post, she'd tell you that I never was really a kid, I was one of those who was a little old man at 10 years old (am pushing 50 now), never did kid things and pretty much always hung around with adults, and to this day I've really never gotten a handle on how to deal with kids, I have no frame of reference for it. And if this makes sense, I love my kids but sometimes I don't really LIKE kids, including my own.
But the thing is, again, unlike this woman I don't shirk my duty as a parent and I don't put my needs and wants above my kids' needs and wants and believe me, I make the effort to be a good father. Still, she made me think of my own struggle to be the prototypical "good parent." And thank God I've got the Mrs. who is nothing but a big kid ... talk about opposites attracting.
Sad thanks Carlo - BTW, Mrs. D, if you want to find some really nice writing do a find user on carlo3b.
(All us bored mothers can take comfort from the fact that our children may yet turn out to be more balanced than those who are love-bombed from the day they are born.
Research increasingly shows that child-centred parenting is creating a generation of narcissistic children who cannot function independently.)
What a bunch of crock. Research is showing that today's children are having way more problems than when they were raised by mom and dad in a traditional family. Liberals never seem to be honest about research and science and try to twist them to reach the conclusion they want to reach. Why am I not surprised to see she has a hyphenated name?
I know I do not want kids, I do not have the patience for them, and I am not mother material I like to be free.....
I knew at 16 I was never having kids and I am now 36 and have no regrets!!!
The new "status symbol" in my neighborhood is stay at home moms who have nannys and maid service. They don't have to work or raise the kids or clean the house. They spend their days cruising to the Starbucks with their $500 stroller hauling their kids with stupid names like "Hunter" and "Colin".
Helen Kirwan-Taylor bores me to death.
I was thinking you could lease mine for a few weeks and that would add some excitement to your life but I'm afraid my kids would get too bored with you.
Sometimes women choose to have children just to please their husbands. It's apparent that this women should never have opted for motherhood. She may be selfish, not neccessarily a feminist...who knows?
A pity she can't relish the joys of a happy child's face or providing them the joy of feeling cherished. Someday, when they put her in a nursing home and never visit, she may recall packing them off with a nanny.
I'd agree - this woman is a bad mother. I'm quite sure her children know they bore her 'rigid', and it will negatively impact the type of character they have when they grow up.
I do wonder if she had ever been exposed to children before having her own. If she was, did she not pick up on the fact that she's not a 'kid' kind of person? If she hadn't been, maybe she should have sought out such exposure before going off and having her trophy children.
"They stopped asking me to take them to the park (how tedious) years ago. But now when I try to entertain them and say: 'Why don't we get out the Monopoly board?' they simply look at me woefully and sigh: 'Don't bother, Mum, you'll just get bored.'"
Oops. The mother will not be included in the teen and adult years as they grow up. They already know nothing they do will be of interest to her.
The only thing wrong today with parents is that they do not give their children enough real responsibility. Being child-centered does not mean acquiesing to the child. It means evaluating and nurturing and then demanding the child grow up.
This dear's parents did not demand she grow up.
My grown children are an amazimg lot, especially around the dinner table when all are home. Brilliant conversationalists on many topics and accomplished in their fields.
So sorry this girl is so shallow.
'Their demand for external support is enormous,' says Kati St Clair. 'They enter the real world totally ill-prepared. You damage a child just as much by giving them extreme attention as you do by ignoring them altogether. Both are forms of abuse.'
Flame away but this part of the article is true.
Feminazis will be asking her to talk, write articles, books and generally kiss her rear.
It was more than "feeding them, sheltering them, and telling them I loved them." So much more than that.
I feel sorry for her boys, and for her.
"What kind of mother hates reading bedtime stories? A bad mother, that's who."
Precisely. This "woman" (overgrown teenage girl, more like) sounds like a borderline sociopath -- no feeling for anyone but herself -- or, att best, a narcissist.
I pity her children.
I'm sorry, but no you don't. Love is an action, not a feeling. Love is doing things that bore you because the people involved mean more to you than yourself. Love is a decision of selflessness. Children are not accessories, and if you have them because it's going to be so much fun, frankly, your an idiot. Fifteen games of Candyland in a row will pretty much disavow you of that foolish notion.
She is right. There is much about parenthood that is boring, hard, exasperating and uncomfortable. There is no shame in bowing out of the process. But there is shame in taking on the responsibility and then making excuses as to why you're too bored to do the job.
To be fair, life is rather boring. And I have no doubt that her children will be fine...albeit narcissistic themselves. Of course, karma being what it is, they will find hanging out with her to be much too boring later when she is old and infirm and find excuses to go to work and get their highlights done.
Sadly, she has missed the whole point of parenting. It is to understand and become part of something larger than yourself, to test your own spirit and to leave something better for the world when you are gone. It is to learn the concept of self-sacrifice, to be interested in very small insignificant things because someone you love is...the bugs on the sidewalk, or a leaf collection. It is to reconnect with the joy of being alive. It is to learn gratitude for those who came before you...they sacrificed the same or more for you. They listened to you, were bored for you, gave up for you. You learn to treasure what your parents were able to give you, when you become a parent.
In fact, that is the dirty little secret of parenthood. You do not, as you promised yourself, understand your children better than your parents did. You instead respect, understand and admire your own parents more. Given healthy relationships of course.
The writer loves no one more than herself and her own comforts. It doesn't make her a bad mother, because she is not a mother. She is an egg donor. To be honest, it does make her a bad human being. An ungrateful, selfish, empty wretch of a human being. She needs to take a good long look at her own life.