I was talking to a friend a few weeks ago. He told me that he and wife were expecting their third child.
And then he added, “This was basically an accident.”
The casual tone in his voice. The flippant nature of the conversation.
Not something you’d expect out of a parent, or a parent-to-be. I am neither myself, but if I find out that I am going to be a dad, it’s definitely huge news to me and I’ll freak the fuck out.
Notice the differences in the way this topic and several others are talked about:
If the couple is already married, any baby along the way is cool. If the couple isn’t married, then it’s frowned upon, like, they must be dumb, reckless assholes who didn’t use protection.
If you have a job and money is coming in monthly, any project, venture or idea you have on the side is cool. If you’re jobless, anything you want to venture in is insane and you must be crazy.
If you’re an eccentric millionaire, you can be called an artist with edgy ideas. If you’re a starving artist, people will just call you weird and broke.
If you’re a pastor preaching in church, you get to make mistakes. If you are not a pastor, you’re a christian who suddenly doesn’t love god enough.
