Confessions Of A Mother: “I Hate Being A Mother”

I come across regretful parents all the time. I can pick them out a mile away, too. The ones that feel the need to resort to “Breeder Bingo” are pretty much all regretful parents. It’s that sort of “buyer’s remorse” thing that’s talked about so much in psychology. Yes, it is a very real psychological phenomenon.

Alas, there are a handful of regretful parents who are willing to admit their regret. I think it takes A LOT of courage to stand up and admit this, so I always have to tip my hat to those who are willing to do so. Here are the words from someone who, by her own admission, hates being a mother. You can find the original post here.

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For you idiots out there though, hating motherhood does not equate to hating children.  Let’s get this straight before we continue, m’kay?

Birth control?  Yeah, been there, done that.  BC failed.  Once was a broken condom and I have no fucking idea how the last one happened.  I hear hormonal BC is more effective, but when it causes occular migraines with speech aphasia, it is out as an option.

Abortion?  That would have been a lovely option.  The first time we had no car and funds thanks to an emergency that had just drained our savings.  Supposedly Planned Parenthood does offer discounts based on income but that was when my pro-choice super liberal friends decided that abortion would make me and my husband sad so they refused to even help with an hour-long car ride.  The second time I had the funds but with Dr. Tiller dead and the Wichita Planned Parenthood shut down, the nearest abortion center was over four hundred miles away…oh and car problems once more!  The car problems always seem to time horribly with conception.

Adoption?  In my state, the father has to sign over adoption and my husband always said it was never an option.

I always feel the need to explain the previous statements because people always wonder why I bothered having children if I hate being a mother so much.  I didn’t want children…ever.  Now I am scared to even have sex with my husband because children might result.  Thank god for oral sex and masturbation.

I am not even a person anymore.  I am so far from what I was pre-children that I look in the mirror every morning and start crying.  I am this catty bitter angry shell that is biologically alive but nothing else.  I have no human spirit and no motivation.  The physical and mental stressors of pregnancy and child-rearing have killed my immune system, my gums and teeth, and other parts of my body.  The lack of money means I do not even have the means to fix it.

I was counting on the Medicaid expansion so I could get counseling as well as health care for my physical ailments, but with the Supreme Court making the Medicaid expansion optional and I live in a state whose public policies are currently extremely conservative, I have no hope that Medicaid will cover me in 2014.  I hope Medicaid expands because the federal vouchers for health insurance only cover those from the 100%-400% poverty line.  I live in the 65% poverty line which means our family will get nothing if the state refuses to expand Medicaid.  When Congress made decisions about the insurance vouchers, they assumed families like mine would be covered under Medicaid expansion.  They didn’t fix that part when the Supreme Court struck make it optional.

I would just kill myself, but my family is too poor for suicide.  The funeral would cost money and then my husband would have to find a way to replace the free childcare and the income I brought in from being self-employed.  Part of me knows that would devastate the family unit so that is what keeps me from getting life insurance now and just waiting until both children are in school and committing suicide then.  Life insurance policies in my state have to pay out for a suicide if the bearer has had it for two years.  Oh, wait, life insurance requires a doctor visit for a check-up which is money I just do not have.

Life can go fuck itself and it is way too early to be drunk, but whatever.

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About coolchildfreeguy

Childfree guy living in Mexico City. Professional pilot by day, all-around fun guy by night.

Posted on February 17, 2013, in Childfree, Life, Parenting. Bookmark the permalink. 9 Comments.

  1. Let me just state that I am stoutly pro-choice, childfree, etc. But a few thoughts come to this:
    1) Anytime you have sex, even given measures of protection, there is the risk of accidents.
    2) Car troubles – the same thing comes up with people when they’re drunk – why didn’t you call a taxi?
    3) Few people are worth more dead than alive. Nobody has to have a funeral; let alone be buried in a casket. There’s cremation.
    4) Don’t count on the government for anything. Something I learned a long time ago.

  2. I can’t click the “Like” button. This story is so sad. That feeling of being trapped is frightening.

  3. “The second time I had the funds but with Dr. Tiller dead and the Wichita Planned Parenthood shut down, the nearest abortion center was over four hundred miles away…oh and car problems once more!”
    Was it so hard to take a bus? The price for a bus to drive you 400 miles for an abortion is a hell of a better than spending hundreds of thousands of dollars on two juniors till they’re 18.

  4. The majority of rural areas in midwestern conservative states don’t have taxis, bus lines, trains, or car rentals. Public transportation simply doesn’t exist even though there are probably groups that exist that would drive someone to an appointment like abortion. Or at least if one doesn’t exist, I should probably start one. It’s not a bad idea.

  5. I think this is exactly how I would feel if I were forced to be a mother (in which case I’d kill myself, as I consider it a fate worse than death).

    Check this out, pretty funny: http://www.theatlantic.com/health/archive/2012/09/not-wanting-kids-is-entirely-normal/262367/

  6. If i didn’t want to carry a pregnancy to term there is nothing that could have stopped me from terminating it

  7. This is deep…. Very deep. When read stories about parents who hate their kids or motherhood, my heart goes out for them. I am glad something in my head always told me that I didnt want kids… I still can’t believe that people fall for the ole “happy home” myth that is portrayed in media. Even parents put on the fake “everything is well” face when they are in public. It must be hard to know that you have to deal with a selfish mini human for 18 years+…. Oh well! That won’t be me! 😀

  8. Oh please! I am convinced that she could’ve gotten an abortion both times…you know the old saying: ‘Where there’s a will, there’s a way’, even if it meant going into debt (STILL a hell of a lot cheaper than raising a kid!). Her excuses just don’t add up, especially claiming that her Liberal friends wouldn’t help her? I call bullshit (though she does sound like she’s kind of stupid, regardless).

  9. Ugh I HATE being a mother too!!!! Those who don’t have kids and love their life DON’T have any kids. They ruin your life. Society makes it seems like its the best thing that could ever happen to a woman but its all a bunch of bs. Those who don’t admit it and claim to love it just don’t want to be called a bad mom!!! Don’t have any kids!!!! Be free!!!!! Save yourself and live for only you. I miss those days but its too late for me. You’Ve been warned….

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