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Parents, please don't kill me because of the awful people I work with that give the good .0000000009% of parents a really horrible name :)
At any given point in time there are approximately 4,287,287,992 people pregnant at my place of employment. Which is why I never drink the water there and prefer (much to the chagrin, and often-times amusement, of my patients) straight vodka.
Because of all the children coming in and out of vaginas (mostly out, I guess), I have complied a list of ChildTruths that no one will tell these hapless souls, not even me, except in the extreme privacy of a locked journal. Heh. That'll teach'm to breed.
1) Your Child Is Only Cute To You You know how we all oooh and aaah over your production of ovulation and copulation? We're flat liars. Your child isn't really that cute. In fact, it looks like every other baby in the world: Penis Like: pink, wrinkly, and stinky. Were I to line up your baby with 10 other babies of the same approximate gestational age, I bet you two Nuva-Rings that neither of us could pick yours out. NO, not even you
2) The Things Your Child Does Is Only Cute/Funny/Precious/Meaningful To You Yes, we know you love telling and re-telling the story about how your child went to fart and had a number 2 in church and blurted out "IT's NOT FARTS, MOM!!!" (and yes, we read the same email chain letter too, but we're too polite to call you a bloody liar to your face). And we know you love telling and re-telling all the other trite, boring, and over-told stories of gross, indigent, and baseline mentally retarded things your baseline mentally retarded (I mean "GIFTED") child does on a regular basis. And we force a laugh and hope you'll shut up. But you don't. And we are forced to listen to the same stories again and again. Yes, we know the child ate dog-shit for breakfast. Yes, we've heard the one about farting on the dog. It wasn't funny the first time. The only thing that makes me laugh is the realization that one day this shit-eating 7 year old will one day be the person mainly in charge of the medications that keep your heart ticking and your brain from having seizures. Now THAT's funny.
3) No, Your Child Isn't Bright, Gifted, Indigo, or Special. They Have Chromosomal Abnormalities and Mental Retardation Seriously. They do. Any child that is 6 years old and still has "difficultly" with toilet training has intelligence issues. Yeah, remind me that Albert Einstein shit his pants until the day he died, and I will remind you that 90% of my patients do too and they're not geniuses and neither is Corky II.
4) Just as an SUV Is Compenstation For A Small Penis, Extraneous Letters In Your Child's Name Is Compensation For Having More Teeth Than IQ Points Yes, Aishleyghe and Trystaynn and Seabaystyn must face the harsh reality that their parents are unadulterated morons. Sorry. Chances are high that one or both parents suffer from unmitigated Fetal Alcohol Syndrome if the child's name has more than one "y" in it. The state should force sterilization on those who think that Romance Novels are really the best place to get Baby Names. Fabyio Alyxzsaindyr thanks you for your support. (please see "http://notwithoutmyhandbag.com/babynames/ " for more harsh reality)
5) Why Don't We Have Children Yet? Because We Are Afraid Of Turning Out Like You Every day, as your previously fat belly grows fatter, you ask "so when are YOU going to have kids." You're like a Mormon Missionary, trying to bring more hapless souls into your fold. Uh-uh, honey, you're in THIS alone. Just because you were too stupid to understand the intracacies of condom usage doesn't mean we all are. And who can blame us? Every day we hear about your hemorrhoids, your gas, your stretch-marks and varicose veins. We hear about your never-ending cycle of constipation and diarrhea and the vomiting and nausea that never ends. You always call out sick and god forbid we become pre-eclamptic and have to lay at home on bed rest for 8.5 months (so THAT's where you all get the time to read those romance novels for baby names......). Then once the little shit pops out, we're reminded that your tits hurt, you get no sleep, your old man is a lazy louse, baby shit smells bad, diapers are expensive and Safeway ran out of the "Good" formula so you had to buy the formula with a baby's face on one side, and a dog's head on the other.
Yeah. Real fun. Sign me right up.....for a total hysterectomy.
I'm sorry mom's (and dads). But your kids suck. You know it. I know it. But at least I'm honest enough to tell you the awful truth that you can never admit to yourself. Your child sucks as much as you do, and that's really saying a lot.
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