These days, I have found that most people have children for selfish reasons. I mean, its different in a country where having children means having someone to take care of the parent and whatever else needs taking care. But in a country as well off as ours, we don’t really need to do that. Then again, it is not my place to say anything like that.
Lots of people have babies to carry on the family name like King Henry VIII (though, as a king, he was a tiny bit obsessed with this). A lot of people have babies out of love for one another. Personally, I feel that a baby is the biggest sign of love you can show a person or give to a person. A lot of people are perfectly happy without any babies. A lot of babies borne to teenagers are accidents. If they’re not accidents however, that is fairly fucked. Especially if the teenager wanting to have a baby drinks and smokes irresponsibly. How can somebody who doesn’t look after their own body look after the body of somebody else? What kind of a life are they setting up for their baby? It’s truly an example of how selfish teenagers can actually be.
But, the teenagers who accidently get preggers have it the hardest, as I am seeing in Underage & Pregnant. One girl had to move out of home because of her pregnancy as a premeditated punishment enforced by her parents. She had to live alone on social welfare payments. But the nice thing was that she realised that having a baby makes you do things for the baby and in turn makes you less selfish. Another said how proud she was of her support network. Really, I want to praise teenage mums who take good care of their babies. It takes so much more strength and courage that I knew of. But for me, I don’t really plan on intercourse too soon so no one will be raiding this teenage uterus! YEAH!
But onto something much much lighter, it’s now time for Celebrity Wifeswap! Lifestyle YOU have some real gems. I never knew this of course because I’m always too busy watching Sex and the City and the Princess Diaries and reading Nietzsche, Beatnik poetry and my thesaurus. I never get anything done. Nietzsche always hogs my listening-to-indie music time.

Now, this dashing young man is Nietzsche. I totes know all about pretending to know about him.
Oh man this post is way too deep to be from me,
Nahila
P.S. Maybe I’ll cook up another post that’s funny. About cellulite or hipsters maybe.
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