Every time I hear her, I feel bad for the parents. How do parents of babies ever get enough sleep? And why do they have these children who take SO much work? What's the payoff?
I feel the same way about dogs. After owning Ozzie for almost two years, I feel very glad that I don't anymore. Bob adores that dog and I just don't get it. I wonder why Bob doesn't resent having to take that animal for walks. I'm baffled by how Bob has no problem handling dog poop. It's bizarre to me that Bob doesn't mind this dog hanging on him all the time and following him around the apartment. The dog requires a lot of a attention! I didn't like owning the dog, but bewilderingly to me, Bob says Ozzie gives him great joy, especially with the silly things Ozzie does. The dog makes him very, very happy. Ozzie never made me happy like that.
Maybe it comes down to the way I can't stand being needed. I'm averse to being responsible for another living thing. The emotional and physical costs of having a kid or a dog are way too high for me, and I look with bafflement at anyone who wants these things in their life.