What am I musing about now? A staggering trend that I am seeing in the world today, bad parents. I am not sure why I find this topic to be such a firecracker that I just want to blow up, since I know so many people can so easily be offended by little old me saying that “most of today’s parents really suck”, but they do.

I guess I feel like children of today are treated more like accessory items. The entire idea of I need to have one of those to make my life complete, as if they are a luxury car or this seasons hottest handbag. Then they work so hard to conceive; because I am not sure if you have noticed but infertility numbers have gone up as well too. Coincidence? I think not, probably a bigger plan that our pea brains can not even comprehend.

So, now this group all has their miracle babies; which they now toss into daycare or pawn off on grandma (nana, gigi or whatever the dumb fuck name your mom has decided won’t make her seem old enough to be a grandmother). They have “date nights” so they can rediscover themselves before kids “ruined their life”, but those nights are spent with other couples because they cannot effectively go on a date with their spouse they married, because they either don’t get along or they need an constant audience to make the evening seem worth while. Let me just say “you people are PATHETIC, YOU ARE NOT A ROCK STAR, NO ONE CARES ABOUT YOU OR WHAT YOU ARE DOING ON YOUR INSTAGRAM!”

So, here is my question, does having a child fulfill you? Are you only grateful for your child on holidays and maybe if you actually attend church? Now, before you go and get all defensive about this, really think about your answer, and be really honest. Why did you have children? Was it because it is what society expects, you wanted a family of your own, or you were afraid of being alone when you got old? Are those really the right reasons? What kind of world are you leaving behind for your kids or their kids? I know heavy right?

It is funny, because I am musing today over a “new kind of child abuse”, this abuse does not involve retro beatings, sexual or mental abuse of my day. This is the kind of abuse that comes from a “non parent”. The individuals that wanted it all, the ones that wanted to participate in checking all the boxes on an arbitrary list from society, but were never really cut out to be a parent to begin with, because they were too busy living their lives.

I have actually heard a woman in my mommy group state that her children were going to be “additives to their lives, not consume their lives” and that “the children would not be the center of their worlds, as that would only spoil them”. She would not be a “overbearing lame Helicopter mom”. Okay lets unpack all of that for a minute, while I agree with not being a helicopter mom, I think she has over corrected to not being a mom at all, considering she never actually shows up to anything. Example in point her children were enrolled late for the start of school year because she and her husband were out of the country on vacation with a friend group. None of the caregivers enrolled her children into school while she was away; Gigi wouldn’t do it and neither did her nanny on payroll. So who suffers, the children that now feel unloved; because a vacation with her friends and Pina Colada’s was more important than her children’s education.

This trend in society is growing more rampant daily, from the latch key kids of the 80’s, which was my generation to these sad sack millennial snowflakes still living in their parents homes mooching off them, with their own families in tow; like the family I listed above. This is how the cycle is continuing to grow, because what on earth is the next generation of kids seeing, learning and picking up to make them capable adults? What types of therapies are they going to have to undergo to get out of this shit show?

MUSING- Read in the mind set of these sad sack Millennials: “Society says we had to produce you little kiddo, but we really did not want to have you, except to show that we could actually do it. But you see adulting is really hard and we did not ever really want to grow up ourselves; so we just moved back with mom and dad; because they had it figured out, and a big house and made it look easy. So, I guess one day they will just die and leave it all to me, and then I can worry about it…. “

Oh brother we really are doomed!

Love Mommy Dearest,

Veronica J