By now I’m sure we’ve all heard about the new show premiering tonight on NBC, “The Baby Borrowers.” I will admit, I am fascinated. First- I am hung up on why teenagers are married? Then, I’m hung up on why they want to have children already? THEN – I’m hung up on what kind of insane parents would donate their baby and toddler for this national experiment – train wreck in the making? I’m pretty sure I’m judging them, even if they are only one room away, watching everything unfold. What do those parents gain by letting their babies be a guinea pig for another horrible reality show? Why let your sweet babe be a sacrificial lamb for teens? Teens scare me.
And yet, you better believe, I intend to watch it at least tonight. I don’t know if this is just another example of endorsing a teenager’s insane belief that they can and should be married and having children – by even giving them a national platform – or if it could actually open up some kids eyes to the reality of life with babies. Who knows. But I’ve never said I was above totally trashy TV.
In terms of other observations for the second time preggo – people are OBSESSED with if we told our DD yet, why not if we haven’t and when we plan to tell her. This has really surprised me. Why is anyone even thinking about that? Have they forgotten she is 2.5 years old – not 10? It fascinates me. And not just people without children who can’t really appreciate what a toddler can and cannot process – people with toddlers – people with school age children – universally – everyone wants to know if we told DD that she is going to be a big sister.
The answer is this – NO. I can’t figure out why, in my right mind, I would tell her this now. She has no real concept of time beyond what happens next in the day or when her next meal is. Telling her that we are going to the beach on Friday is like telling her we are going to the beach in December. Right? What does Friday mean to her?
My point – how would telling her that she’s going to be a big sister and there is going to be a baby in the house – make any sense right now when that event isn’t happening until early December? Why open myself up to questions that give an answer that don’t make a lot of sense just yet? Plus – it’s totally going to be meaningless to her until this baby arrives and comes home and guess what…doesn’t leave.
So people’s obsession with this is totally amusing and fascinating to me. I figure I’ll start talking to her about it when my stomach is so large, that it’s in her way and she can’t help but wonder about it. Then we’ll tell her and start reading some “I’m a big sister” books.
Even that won’t mean much to her considering she told me that daddy has a baby in his tummy the other week. But I still can appreciate the fact that toddlers don’t like surprises and she deserves to know – it just seems insanely early to me yet.
And finally, in case you haven’t noticed, the celebrity gossip mag watch of how quickly Jessica Alba is losing her baby weight is in full swing and it continues to annoy the hell out of me. Why do we fixate on celebrities and their loss of baby weight? They have personal trainers, chefs and probably night nurses. They have the means and the time to get back to the gym – things the rest of us don’t have. It’s maddening to me.