Kid Encounter

I am renting a room from a single mother and her 1.5 kids. Well, the mother is going through a divorce and the husband is taking care of the son while my landlady is taking care of the daughter.

Anyways, this morning at about 3am I was woken up by the sound of the girl throwing up in the bathroom. I always sleep through the toilet flushes but this girl must have been so nervous about getting braces today, that her nervousness made her throw up… a lot.

My landlady being a single mother, by choice, had to go help her kid. Since she was the parent she;

• HAD to get out of her warm bed
• HAD to comfort her girl at the toilet
• HAD to clean up the mess in her room
• HAD to make something for the girl to eat afterwards because she was hungry
• HAD to loose sleep throughout the whole process

If I was a child and my parent didn’t help me when I was anxious and uneasy, then that would be plane scary. No comforting and no companionship would have made my nervousness increase exponentially.

For example, if I was the mother and I got to sleep at 1am because I was finishing up the annual presentation that would save hundreds of peoples jobs. Since I had to stay up for 2 hours with my kid I had lost sleep and increased my crankiness in the morning. Because no kid who was up for 2 hours in the middle of the night is going to wake up easy in the morning. pish

I am childfree because I don’t want to do all that stuff. Sure, that’s a very selfish thing to say but I really don’t think the “joy” of having a kid (which I don’t believe in) would be just so incredibly strong that would justify taking care of a human being that I willingly created. ewww, that’s just NOT for me. I like my uninterrupted sleep thank you very much.

I just spent about an hour at a local Waldorf school. My landlords’ kids school was holding a Holiday Faire and I was invited to come check it out. Now I’m usually down for the arts, different foods and people watching of these festivals so I figured why not. I will be keeping a good relationship with my landlord plus, I might be able to get some Christmas shopping done.

When I got there, I hear kids screaming as they have fun on the playground and the older kids in groups as they chat about teen stuff. While I was there I visited the tea room and the gift store. At the tea room, they ran out of hot water, coffee and hot chocolate. So I walked up and down the pastries table filling up my plate with organic, gluten free, sugar free pieces of curiosity. When I finally got some hot water for my tea bag, I sat in a 3rd graders desk listening to a students guitar playing and of course eavesdropping on other people’s conversations. Whoever these people where they were; short tempered, pushy, inconsiderate, and hella selfish. I sat there feeling myself get stiff with stress.

The gift store was no better; kids talking loudly, parents pushing me out of the way to see a products, and just a large selection of overpriced hippie stuff.

After only that hour of being completely submerged in kidom I am more stressed than when I got there. And I’m the type of person who gets tired when I’m stressed. So I am this close to calling off my dinner in 2 hours. I just want to sleep all of this anxiety away from the whole experience. In fact, I know I wasn’t the only one who was stressed out there. When I was leaving I overheard a man talk to someone on the phone saying that he hears her yelling on the phone and he doesn’t want to get into it right now…. yup

Life is way less stressful without kids. I am so happy to be childfree.

Where I live, I rent a room from a single mother and her 1.5 children. I say 1.5 because one of the kids spends half of the time at the fathers house while the other kid stays with the mom all of the time.

Well, I moved in because this place was within 2 miles of work, extremely affordable and allowed overnight guests (which is rarely allowed by other renters). Since the kids were older at 12 years and 14 years old I thought things would be more calm and quite. And life living here IS pretty calm and quiet … except for the mornings when the mother tries to get the kids ready for school.

One time the youngest kid lost his plate of breakfast somewhere in the house. This morning the youngest locked the bathroom door while taking a shower and asked his mom to get more shampoo. So I woke up to the mother explaining to the youngest that there might be some hotel shampoos somewhere in there – all the while her trying to get in. Then I hear the youngest ask, “Can I use this bottle with blue stuff in it?”  Then I hear the mother let out a sigh and say “No hun, that is hair gel.”

I’m glad I’m opting out of all that.

I passed out candy this Halloween to the kids that came to the door. I found it very depressing that a group of 4 kids (one in a stroller) and a lady came to my door in street clothes. Oh wait, one of the kids was wearing a mask while in his street clothes. I asked each of the kids what they were supposed to be and no one could answer.

I was faced with a very heavy decision: do I only give the kid in the mask candy or do I give candy to everyone?

Well the lady looked at me with a mean look when I waited for some reason why they weren’t dress up. So I said “I don’t know if I should give candy to the 3 of you.” Oh, the lady was not amused one bit. Just then I realized that these people might be a neighbor of mine. So I gave them all candy.

phew Kept myself from being beat up tomorrow by a bunch of 1st graders.