Certainly I do not dispise my kids. Sure as shit I wish that my youngest didn’t have special needs, and that’s much more for her lost opportunity than for me.
I came from a very kid loving extended family culture (although it’s under pressure by big city modernity) with a lot of help in the home in China. Then moved to America in the summer completely on our own. My wife has never lived here, and while her English is great and she is international, she’s never lived in the US and this is a bewildering place. So, we’re trying to get settled, I’m bulldogging a new job, and school and all social services for my special needs daughter are out to lunch.
The only support we had was from my Global 50 company. While big, they made a serious difference in getting settled. Otherwise, new country-ish, new town, no relatives, no social services until school started 2 1/2 months later.
We got to experience the worst of chain childcare. Found a wonderful Indian woman doing childcare out of her home. Sleep deprivation from hell since my youngest has sleep issues and it only took 2 1/2 months to actually see nurse practioners, get the reference letter, wait for the sleep clinic opening, see a nurse practioner, get some drugs, work out the proper dosage, and finally get my youngest’ sleep under control.
There isn’t much “village” in the US if you move away from your support structure. We’re slowly building some, and almost primarily through the foreign Chinese community here. If I didn’t have the Chinese community or a church or something like that, it would really suck.
Anyhoo, part rant and part observation with fresh eyes, but I don’t see much community.
This country, my country, is a huge impersonal black holes in many ways.