You know that someone's life is really sad when even other childed people think that person needs to get a life. Former friend from college (call her 'B') vanished into the vortex of parenthood...I have mentioned her before, she's the one who e-mailed me endless, rambling updates on her first kid, right down to his sleep schedule and what shots he got at the Dr's office that day.
Well, B and her spouse went on to produce another kid...and surprise, surprise when the previous problems they'd had only got worse. So what do they do? Yep, yet another kid.
After the arrival of their second kid, I sadly set up an e-mail filter. I knew I wasn't going to hear anything interesting from B again, and we'd been drifting apart for years. I figured that it was just that I'm CF, and she's Suburban SAHMoo.
Turns out that it's not entirely due to my CFness...another childed friend of mine (who's still cool and still manages to have a life outside of her kids..definite PN
is just as fed up with B's drama. She thinks that B is a moron for having a third child, when B's husband has already proven to be a lame-o dad. PNB even said "They need to stop procreating!".
So it's not just me, and it's just just a childed vs. CF problem.
But I gotta admit I get a certain smug entertainment from any news about B that I might hear second-hand.