OK–I give up. It doesn’t take experiencing something to know exactly what it’s like. After all, if you can imagine it, you pretty much know exactly how it feels. That’s why I know exactly what it’s like to win the lottery, even though it’s never happened to me–I’ve imagined it so many times. All you virgins out there–feel free to dispense sexual advice. I’m quite sure you’ve all imagined it enough times to know all about sex.
Damn it all–I have practically apologized out the ass for saying that it takes going through something to know what it’s like. I’ve been as nice as I could possibly be. “You don’t know what it’s like” was not the damned argument as a whole. I was talking to someone who was berating a mom for overreacting about something he/she apparently knows nothing about. Hell’s bells. I can’t understand this crap at all. I have freely admitted that there are things I know nothing about because I’ve never been through them, but you’d think that I had peed on your shoes, the way you react to the suggestion that YOU might not know everything about parenting and the way it feels (notice, I’m not mentioning any names here). I never insulted anyone–though insults were definitely read into what I said. I have tried to make sure again and again that what I said was NOT intended to slander anyone, but now I’m starting to think that the original point I was trying to make is being deliberately missed. I’m sick of trying to be diplomatic in defense of my remarks.
WARNING: This next part may be unduly painful to those who want children but are unable to have them. I would not wish to hurt anyone in this manner.
Here’s my challenge to the rest of you–tell me EXACTLY how it feels to go through labor, if you’ve never even been pregnant. Go on–tell me. Explain how the pain can be managed if you are only determined enough and that there’s no reason for a woman to need drugs. Surely, if you plan to get pregnant or have seen movies that contain scenes of childbirth, you have imagined it enough to tell us how we SHOULD be handling it.
OK, so now I’ve gotten a tad sarcastic and cutting, but I’m tired of posting little smilies to let you know that I’m trying to be nice and polite and nonoffensive. All THAT has gotten me is an earful of how arrogant I am to even imply that it takes going through an experience to truly know what it is. Even the most non-confrontational person will get their fill of that. And I have certainly gotten a bellyful of it and I’m steamed. So NOW you can really dig your heels in and sink your teeth into me.
Sheesh.