A (Very Small) Taste of Parenthood
So, there’s recently come a situation in the lives of my mother, my sister, and I that reminds me of the many reasons I’m childfree and will stay that way forever.
My mother works as a veterinary technician at an animal hospital/ER and yesterday the saddest possible situation came up. A man who breeds King Doberman dogs came in with 14 babies after the mother died of a ruptured uterus trying to find people to take the puppies as he didn’t have the time to put into caring for them. Well, my mother being the sucker she is brought one home as between the three of us one of us at least will always be home to watch it and whatever.
It’s the cutest little puppy, don’t get me wrong, but man it’s a lot of work. Having to wake up in the wee hours of the night to feed it, cuddle with it, encourage it to go to the bathroom, etc., well, let’s just say that even after a day that much work and commitment is wearing on all of us. That’s when I got to thinking “well, now I know a little bit what parents of newborns go through, and damn I’m glad I had a vasectomy.”
After getting this small taste of what parenthood is like, I now know for 100% certain that I definitely don’t want kids. I’m not liking this lack of sleep, tending to the pup, feeding it every few hours, potty-training (later on), etc. too much. Thank god this stage only lasts for a couple of months as opposed to years with a human kid. Not to mention the expense of formula and shit? Yeah, it’ll take a bite out of our budget, but again, not as much as a human kid.
This is going to be a long few months. Oh well. I love animals. I’m more of a cat person, but I do like dogs too. Oh, and the mandatory picture of our new little baby: