Throughout our TTC journey I've always said there's at least one question I'll ask God one day: Why us when there are so many innocent beautiful babies out there that go to unloving homes where they weren't wanted in the first place. I truly believe babies are miracles so why do these crackheads get to have babies and I don't? It's always so refreshing to see happy families that are overjoyed about their new little miracle and
know they are going to a loving home, however around here it seems that
is actually kind-of the minority. There's a lot of drugs in our town and
our teen pregnancy rate sadly probably makes up 80% of our pregnant
population.
It's been a rough couple of days at work. We've had our own little baby boom lately and only 3 families are really normal, loving couples who are prepared and excited about their baby--the rest are a little "off" to put it nicely. One baby has only spent 2 1/2 hours since birth (2 days ago) in the mom's room, the rest of the 48 hours have been spent in the nursery because she is too busy on the phone fighting with her baby daddy and taking advantage of the pain meds to spend time with her new baby. In a delivery yesterday for one of our teen mom's, the baby daddy finally struts in right at time to push filling the whole labor room with enough weed smell to get high just from being around him. Later a coworker found the baby left in the crib alone in the room while the teen mom and dad went outside to smoke. A 14 year old pregnant and alone who won't say who the father is but later asks staff to make sure her father and brother don't get anywhere near her--makes you wonder if the pregnancy wasn't a result of some abuse by a family member. Another delivered her 6th baby yet she doesn't have custody of any of the other 5. It scares me to look at these precious babies and question their futures. It's so backwards and unfair that they get this privilege that they view as a burden and I am racking my debt up month by month to try to get what any other idiot gets to have!
I can only imagine the mixed feelings you have doing your job every day. Hugs.
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