She's 21, totally irresponsibile,a complete user of people and is absopositivelutely going to "keep my baby."
Never mind that there are thousands of couples who would give a limb or major organ to be able to adopt a healthy baby.
Never mind that her last big decision was to take herself off the pill because "taking it every day when I wasn't having sex was just too depressing."
Never mind that three years ago she transferred from a state university to a fourth-rate state college and will thus be graduating college in May with a degree not worth the ink it's printed with, 3-4 months pregnant with no job and no health insurance. (She was supposed to be continuing coverage with her father's insurance next fall because she was going to be a full-time law student.)
Instead, she's going to be a full-time drain on our family's resources; emotional, mental, and fiscal.
Jack insists that she will stay here and raise the baby if she wants to. (In her bedroom in the basement!) Guess who will end up taking care of baby? You damned well know it - Me!
I'll be 43 years old, and had planned to be starting a new chapter of my own - careerwise. Instead I'll have to stay at my mind-numbing job because I will literally have to have a job that I can do in my sleep.
Yesterday I completely lost it. Jack had been treating her with kid gloves because he didn't want her to feel "overwhelmed." (WTF???) I was livid. I said (screamed) all kinds of "overwhelming" things to her about the realities of being pregnant, let alone of raising a child. I could go on for paragraphs about my ludicrous performance, but suffice it to say that it was a real Springer moment.
Today I took her dog to the vet. The bill was $75, he has to eat more expensive food now, and have two medications daily for the forseeable future. And That's A Dog!!! She doesn't walk him, brush him, pay for his feeding or vet care... what in the Holy Name of God is she going to do with a real baby???
I'm going to my shrink now. I'm a bit concerned that I was crying so hysterically yesterday that it took me two hours to stop
And, I've been in two basements, in two moms houses. (When I was 18 the first time, and a coupla years ago between house selling + housebuying.) And, I had it "easy" I've been with the baby-daddy since age 15, we're married, and things are "GOOD." NO FREAKING WAY she should want to/should live that way. It's not the way to raise a baby.
Posted by: MM | March 12, 2007 at 08:34 PM
Protect yourself and your children: run, run away!!!!
Posted by: sparkly_jules | March 12, 2007 at 11:34 PM