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Kids, How Many of Us Have Them?

"You don't have any kids yet?"
"What you waiting on?"
"You ain't gone find a brotha that doesn't have kids"

Okay ya'll. I'm human. I can admit that I often think about the joy I would feel to bring a little person into this world with my future husband. I try to imagine what the kid would look like with every guy I get close to. (So maybe like 3 dudes) And I try to get close to the ones with good hair so my daughter fro can be poppin and I can do her hair on youtube. Yes, I, Britney Annice, have as many petty tendencies as the next woman.


However, at the end of the day, when I get home, it's nice to only have to fix a plate for one person and not help anybody with homework or change any diapers. It's nice just to have nieces and nephews that I can play with and give back. Kids wake up too early for me. I like to roll around in my sleep.

The thought of being completely responsible for a human being is scary. What if I forget the snacks for the ride home? What if I don't have enough money to send them to the perfect school? What if I'm not the perfect parent? or my bigger question, what if I can't protect them from the evils of this world? I mean, I already lose sleep worrying about my black brother and my black nephews, and my black cousins and friends. So, needless to say, the thought of bringing a black son or daughter into this world is terrifying. Little girls are protesting just to wear their natural hair at school! Now, ya'll know me, ya'll know my daughter's hair will be in a fro as soon as she comes out of the womb. I'd have to go up to that school and clown. See? I'm not mature enough for kids.

Also, How do you deal with bullying? If ya'll out here raising these misbehaving crumb snatchers, that feel the need to pick on other children, shame on you. I'm not above boxing with some parents in the daycare parking lot. It's me and you Suzan. It's me and you.

It always kills me how so many people are ready to make a child but not ready to take a vow (That rhymed. I spit hot fiya). You mean to tell me, that you would rather be tied to this person your entire life through these children than to actually wait it out, find the right person and marry them first? Look, if I get tired of you, I can divorce you, unfollow you on Twitter and never see you again. If we have a child together, I have to deal with you for the rest of this child's life. No thanks, fam. I got better things to do. Can I just ask, who the hell wants to aspire to be a damn baby mama/daddy? That's the silliest mess I ever heard. Don't get me wrong, I get it. Things happen and those children are on this earth for a reason. But, to knowingly go into a situation where you purposely bring a child into this world without a stable family is beyond me. Sorry bruh, I don't love you that much. And if you loved me that much, you wouldnt mind asking me to be your wife. Just saying. 

I remember having a conversation with a group of guys that said they would rather have a baby mama than a wife. What? Are we really aiming that low? When did marriage become this undesirable thing that we don't look forward to? Or, are we just not hopeful that we will find that perfectly imperfect person?

When I was a little girl, my uncle George used to pinch my cheeks and tell me "You a lucky child!" He said it every time I saw him. I never really understood why until I got older. I was lucky because I had a mother and father that loved, cared, and looked out for me. I was lucky because, even when they weren't around I had people who had my best interest at heart to make sure I was good.

Unfortunately, our children today, are not as fortunate. Sadly, it's just the world that we live in. That's why it's so important for us to come together and make a better future for them. They didn't ask to be here. 

Y'all know the saying, it takes a village. Better known as, "if your mama not around to whoop you, your uncle Tony is, so you gone learn today, no matter what"

Moral of the story is, be careful who you lay with this cuffing season. Everybody ain't parent/marriage material.

But, what do I know?

Happy September!

-BRIT



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