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Seriously?!

Yesterday while me and Anthony were having lunch at Tee Nee Thai, I couldn’t help but eavesdrop into a conversation between a late-teen male and female sitting behind us.  The male said something along the lines of…

“If I were to ever have a miscarriage, I wouldn’t feel sad.   I wouldn’t feel like I’ve lost a part of me.”

Huh???  WTH did you just say?!  OMG where do I even start?!  As much as I tried to enjoy my Pad Thai, I couldn’t believe the words that just came out of his mouth.  First things first, you are a male and unless you are a transgender and taking injections of testosterone to make yourself look like a dude, then you are not anatomically and physiologically capable to bear children.  IDIOT!  It is obvious that guys can never comprehend how mood swings take over your whole body during the pre-menstrual stage of your cycle or the fear and stress of your period being a few days late…  But to not care, about the woman you impregnated and a life that could have been your own child is just plain and simple, H.E.A.R.T.L.E.S.S.!

Although the beginning of someone’s life has been debatable whether it starts when the itty bitty sperm fertilizes the itty bitty ovum or when a baby gasps its first breath after being pushed out their mommy’s vagina – when it comes down to it – it is still someone’s life. 

How could someone say that they wouldn’t be saddened over the loss of their own child?  One can argue that you can’t miss what you’ve never had, but come on…this is your own creation.  Just because a fetus didn’t fruition into a living, breathing, bouncing baby doesn’t make it any less of a baby.  GOD FORBID that I will ever miscarry, but if it were to happen, I know that I would never be the same woman and  that I would still love my little baby fetus as much as I love my living children.

One day, I hope that idiot from Tee Nee Thai stumbles upon this post… and maybe he’ll realize how stupid he made himself look.