To the Baby-Haters

June 29, 2011

We packed our bag carefully, overfilling it with supplies.  Diapers, pacis, bottles, bibs, and blankets.

I tied up the Moby before we got in the car so that I wouldn’t have to be fiddling with it once we arrived.

We parked, grabbed our gear and our baby, and went inside.

After a little shifting and bouncing, Hayden was fast asleep on my front, snuggled up with his paci, and I was taking a sip of my first margarita.  Scott and I did a quick little “cheers” and ordered our entrees.

It was our first night out to dinner.  With our baby.  AND HE WASN’T CRYING.

We had a  great time, and even though Hayden woke up before we got the check the evening was a complete success.  We were mentally high-fiveing each other, but underneath our excitement and pride we were annoyed.  No, more like insulted.

Nobody had commented on our baby.

THE cutest baby in Los Angeles (duh).

Nobody had even looked at our baby.  It was like he wasn’t even there.

As Hayden grew (cuter and cuter, duh) and we experienced more and more baby avoidance, we coined the term Baby-Haters.

Despite boasting the highest number of forty-something-pregnancies and a new indoor playground on every corner, Los Angeles is a city of Baby-Haters.

Now, don’t get me wrong.  Other people’s kids often annoy the heck out of me.  Perhaps since I try my hardest not to let my child ruin someone else’s dining experience?  Because my child is not running around like a wild animal?  I am more judgmental of other parents AND their kids.

But I am also quick to notice kids who are not ruining dinner for everyone.  I notice their rosy cheeks.  Their chubby little toes.  Their laughter and the way they shovel food in like it’s their last meal.  I smile at these kids and their parents, as if to say, “Hey, cute kid! Nice work!”

So when we take our most awesome baby out and nobody even looks at him?  Doesn’t even notice our his awesomeness?

We get insulted.

Because kids are not supposed to be locked inside.

They learn from their surroundings and from the interactions they have with grownups.

And you know what, Baby-Haters?

You were a kid once.  Somebody had to feed you and entertain you and smear cream on your hiney and then teach you to dress yourself and keep you in line and watch you get your feelings hurt and hold you when you were sick and laugh when you were so funny it hurt.

And I hope that nobody was annoyed when your parents took you out in public.



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11 Responses to To the Baby-Haters

  1. Leigh Ann on June 29, 2011 at 8:58 pm

    That’s insane. Getting comments, smiles, and nods of “Oh look at that cute snuggly baby!” was my main reason for wearing the moby.


    thesweet Reply:

    That’s what I thought it would be like. But except for the occasional grandma at the grocery store, we get no lovin’ in LA LA land.


  2. Kim on June 30, 2011 at 3:30 am

    I always think this same thing! If my kids are being quiet and well behaved then all you other people should be commenting and talking them up! And I do it for others, so give it back! Glad to know I’m not alone 🙂


    thesweet Reply:

    Totally! Like, compliment me or something! I actually MADE this kid!


  3. Abby on June 30, 2011 at 4:44 am

    I have to admit that I’m not a huge “kid person,” but I suppose I should clarify and say I’m not a huge “ill-behaved kid with inconsiderate parents” person.

    When they are well-behaved (and of course, cute,) I really am reminded that the innocence of a child is incomparable to just about anything else. 😉


    thesweet Reply:

    I feel the same way. Other kids and parents annoy the heck out of me. I just can’t see why anyone could possibly find us annoying 🙂


  4. MIchele on June 30, 2011 at 7:47 am

    I think the baby-hate thing is getting a little ridiculous. Children are part of our society – sorry, but it’s true – same as the elderly, it is part of our life cycle as humans. Granted, I understand there are places where it doesn’t make a *ton* of sense to bring a baby, and where non-adults generally aren’t part of the general patronage (eg: bars, operas, very fancy restaurants). But if you’re at your local neighborhood burger place on a Friday night, or a park on a sunny afternoon and you see families there, it seems irrational to be upset.


    thesweet Reply:

    Exactly. I mean, if you don’t want to be around kids? Don’t go out to eat at 5:30.


  5. Kir on July 1, 2011 at 5:04 am

    well, I can’t say the same, People don’t leave me or my kids alone when we go out, PA, NYC and NJ must be BABY LOVIN. However, to have NO ONE say anything about your child just stinks. I want to beat those BABY HATERS up for you.


    thesweet Reply:

    LA is full of hipsters who are so into themselves. Guess we need to move to the burbs.


  6. CJ on July 2, 2011 at 12:19 pm

    Oh, good.
    I’m not the only one…

    I get a little irate when no one acknowledges the utter cuteness of my child.

    Or AT LEAST acknowledges me for not letting him get all Lord of the Flies up in the restaurant.



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