An old co-worker of mine brought her baby into work today to show "IT" off. All the other women there were instantly were oogly and ah-gling this spawn, but I wanted to back away. There was no desire for me to hold that fetus. None what-so-ever. I normally just shrug these feelings aside and come up with some excuse, "I think I feel a cold coming on", "I have to go poop" etc. Then I walk away without having to contaminate my arms with babies. But, today I had the realization: this is not a normal reaction to babies.
There are certain days in the daycare where I do work with the babies in the baby room, and I have no problem with that. Babies are cute, and when I am in there, it is a job: and I am good at my job. But, I don't actually like babies. They are terrifying. They poop, and pee, and get fed, and are easily breakable. It's like they are born with a self-destruct button and anywhere you push on it it is going to explode. They are so dependant on you, that it terrifies me that I am going to fail. When a baby grows up a little, and start's crawling/walking, they are fine. Toddlers are great people, but until that momment, those mutant spawns are the worst joke God has ever created (besides the platypus).
When I grow up, I have always wanted to have children of my own. Today, I feaked myself out: what if my fear of babies doesn't go away? What if when I birth my own lizard-spawn I am repulsed by it? I guess I have many years to find out, but in the mean time, I just have to find a way to face my fear, and hold a baby.
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