Let's talk about the mom who regrets her children. Last
week, the Daily Mail published a first-person story by
Isabella Dutton, a 57 year old mother of two who declared her children to be
"the biggest regret of her life." Since the Daily Mail is
possibly the internet's leading purveyor of "human interest in hating
other humans" stories, it goes without saying that the article incited
(and was intended to incite) a monstrous tsunami of scorn.
It's a truism. But
considering the life-altering effect of children on their mothers, it seems
impossible that it could really be a universal truth. Isabella Dutton is
clearly very unhappy. She feels trapped by the intense demands of her children,
calling them parasites. I know lots of mothers who feel this way sometimes. But
feeling like your kids are sucking your life force is one thing. Feeling like
they "give nothing meaningful back in return"? That's something
different.
Dutton believes she simply lacked the wiring for motherhood. She never wanted
kids, but didn't want to deny her husband the experience. But then she says
some things that make me wonder whether her feelings might have as much to do
with the choices she made as a parent than her choice to be a parent in the
first place.
Like this:
"I cannot understand mothers who insist they want children - especially
those who undergo years of fertility treatment - then race back to work at the
earliest opportunity after giving birth, leaving the vital job of caring for
them to strangers…Why have them at all if you don't want to bring them up, or
can't afford to? And why pretend you wanted them if you have no intention of
raising them? This hypocrisy is, in my view, far more pernicious and difficult
to fathom than my own admission that my life would have been better without
children.
And here, perhaps, is the nub of it: I would not take on the job of motherhood
and do it half-heartedly."
Harsh judgment from a happy mother. But when the woman who's doling it out has
written a newspaper article about how her kids have ruined her life, it's a
huge head-smack. What could be more "half-hearted" than devoting
decades to caring for children and hating every minute of it? If this woman had
been willing to enlist help, she would have had time to do the things she
craved. Instead, she sacrificed her happiness in the interest of an idea about
how to be a good mother. Maybe if she had been able to compromise her ironclad
standards to meet a few of her own needs along the way, she might have a more
balanced view of the parenting experience. And maybe not feel compelled to
negate her children in a major newspaper (with photos, no less).
There's an interesting conversation about this happening at The Hairpin,
where Nicole Cliffe says she's glad to see someone acknowledge the fact that
children are not for everyone. A bunch of people thought this confession was a
relief. Some even said the writer reminded them of their own mothers. Quite a
few of them were totally ok with that, and said they respected their mothers
more for being so honest. I wonder whether Isabella Dutton's kids feel the same
way.
Source : http://shine.yahoo.com
No comments:
Post a Comment