Nappy brain rant

I have resisted bitching about this for so long however today is the day. WTF is with nappy brains?

Honestly, parents of young children are the most obnoxious people on the planet. I can understand the "instinct" to care and nurture your child - fine. Does this mean that you have to completely ignore the world around you and cease to be a functioning member of society?

I am sick to death of parents of young children making life completely impossible for those of us smart enough to use birth control. Honestly, forgetting to use a condom and thinking that it was smart to knock up your partner is ridiculous.

Here's some examples:
1) Nappy brain mother in a car. They have no interest in paying attention to the road as their child is the pinnacle of existence. Road rules? They are for other people. Can't you see I've shoved a pumpkin out of my fanny? I choose to cut you off whilst staring lovingly at my child in the back when I'm supposed to be driving.
2) Nappy brain parents in the mall - We choose to walk in front of moving traffic because we have a pram. This means you will stop for me as I have spawned. We will walk in front of you with this pram. We will get in the way. We will cut you off. We will be a pain in the arse. We will snarl at you if you comment.
3) Nappy brain parents and screaming child - we will coo adoring at our screaming brat who is ruining life for all others. Never mind that we're in a public place/restaurant/library. It's cute for our spawn to scream, everyone loves it.
4) Nappy brain parental beliefs - everyone wants to see/hear/talk to our child. They are the best thing since sliced bread. Hell, sliced bread was invented to make my child happy. We will put our child on the phone, we will encourage our child to answer the phone, we will smile adoringly when the child irritates the hell out of the other person on the phone.
5) Nappy brain parents and conversation - why can parents only speak about their children? I don't care that their brat has just had a poo/shat the alphabet/urinated their name into the carpet. I wanted to talk to the parent about their life. Whoops, how could I forget? They're a parent. They no longer have a life.
6) Nappy brain on parental leave - so you had a child. Your choice. Your mistake. Don't come bitching to me to agree that your 12 months off work means that your pay should be the same as mine. Don't tell me you should get tax "credits" for breeding. Try to contribute rather than rip off those who are paying for your sperm mistakes.

Seriously, try to remember that you were a person before you were a parent. FFS, grow a pair.

The Rose