Do you know this first hand or something?
Not in the sense that I've personally lived through it, I mean as a close spectator, having watched several friends/relative/siblings in law go through it.
So... married couples with no children don't have these conversations?
Of course we do, they just go much more calmly and rationally when both parties are well-rested.
I guess I just don't get it. I've seen people I considered close friends totally withdraw from their social circle as their lives became consumed with kid stuff. They never come out to get-togethers anymore, they require others to work around their schedule ("He goes to bed at 7:00, so we can't stay any later than 6:00" "It's a Superbowl party. Kickoff isn't until 7:30.") They can't travel anymore, can't go camping, their weekends are consumed with soccer tournaments and dance recitals, it's sad.
It's the cult of it that I find so mind-boggling. This comes back to Creamy's original post. Let's all just put it out there: newborn babies are ugly. They look like slimy, wrinkly, pink aliens. Yet the new parent will proudly throw a dozen photos up on Facebook and ask, "Isn't he beautiful?" Now what am I supposed to say? I understand HE thinks he's beautiful, because it's his kid, but does he really expect the rest of us to feign amazement at this weird-looking being that just squeezed out his wife's hoo-ha? But of course, dutifully, other parents always pile-on, "He's beautiful! Great job! You must be so proud! (Of what? Doing what humans have been doing for millennia?)"
It's just sad watching them struggle. Eventually, they ask for help, and as their friend, I want to help them, but I really have no interest in this baby. I'd much rather be doing my own thing than making sure this little thing doesn't accidentally commit suicide through its own idiocy.
Bah. Maybe it's just me. The whole thing just seems so illogical to me.
