Tuesday, October 10, 2006

What happened to the true meaning of things?

What happened to the true meaning of things? Everyone is so excited about celebrating commercial holidays.
They forget about the true meaning. Christmas is the birth of Christ not a big Mall with things to buy.
Easter is not a day for egg hunting. Even Columbus day is not a day for no mail and no trash collection.


Reason I bring this up is:

I was pregnant with my second daughter and everyone was so excited and looking for reasons for parties.
Forget that getting pregnant was such a challenge. The pregnancy itself was full of events and none were truly exciting.
They were painful and scary. I give birth and people was to come see the baby and bring gifts.
Well the baby goes straight to the Children's Hospital's NICU and everyone forgets to come see her or me.
Everytime something goes sour the reason for partying goes away and no one cares.

Now I'm pregnant again and I think about no one helping me with Amelia.
Her first birthday was such a big deal for a party to everyone. I didn't throw her a party and people didn't even bother to wish her a happy birthday.

People at work know I'm pregnant now. No one has said congrats. But I know once I'm 8 months everyone will look for a reason to throw a party for me. It's not really for me.... It's for them. I heard from a coworker they love parties.
Having a baby is not a reason for other's to throw a party.

I have stretch marks, heavy boobs, headaches, moodiness, tired feet, kids at home I can't be 100% with.

Why is everything a party???? I don't want gifts... I want a gift card to a spa. No bibs and blankets.

At my last job, they threw a pretty big shower for me. Half the people didn't talk to me. They didn't even talk to me during the party.
They just ate and talked....

What happened to true honestly. True happiness.
Everyone looks for a reason to party.

I don't want a party. I want a babysitter on our anniversary.
I want someone to offer to clean my bedroom or kitchen.
I want someone to come over with a box of diapers.
I want someone to ask if they can take my oldest with them for the day.
I want someone to give my child a bath if they are babysitting while I work.

Those are good thoughts from people who care.

If coworkers don't talk to me when i'm not pregnant, don't talk to me then.
If family doesn't care about how my kids are doing, don't ask how my belly is doing.
My belly is just fine. It's me... not me with a belly.
You are not going to care once this baby is out of my belly.

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