Tuesday, 18 January 2011

None of it matters.

I have just finished watching "The OctoMum"; a documentary on Chanel4 about the woman who gave birth to the only surviving set of octuplets. Before having this miracle thrust upon her, the woman already had 6 children which now brings the total to a whopping 14. When the single mum brought the octuplets home from hospital, the press turn out was so massive that the car, carrying the new born babies, was being shaken and cameras were being knocked against the windows. The only reason I have reservations about being a journalist is because I don't want to become some hounding animal who invades somebody's life; I just want to write.
The US public has built up monumental hatred for this woman; they hound her, they send her hate mails, they are trying to get her to give up at least some of the babies and agree they should all have been aborted and have issues with the fact they were conceived through IVF. The main reason they are so resentful of this woman is because she no longer works and therefore the state pays for the children. I do not condone that state benefits should be taken advantage of, but I also feel that there are a lot of benefits given out to people who spend them on drugs and alcohol instead of their children and at least her money was being put to use for the good of her children.
The main problem I have with the hate she has received is that they have not taken into account one thing; she loves all of those children as much as a mother would love an only child. Quality time with mum is admittedly going to be cut short, but the mother herself was an only child and felt horribly lonely, therefore giving her the want for a big family. There are so many children out there who go home to parents who abuse them, who don't listen to them, who don't love them but these 14 children go home to a mother who adores them and I think that is much more important than the fact they might have to share a bedroom because there are so many of them.
People told the mother to give some of the children up; her response was "How do you go about choosing which one of your children to give up? Pick at random?"
I wholeheartedly agree; you wouldn't ask a mother of twins to pick between the two, but this is effectively what this woman was being asked to do on a bigger scale.
I personally believe that as long as you go home to parents or a parent who loves you, then anything else doesn't matter. Whether you share a bedroom with a sibling or not doesn't mould who you become as an adult, but whether you are brought up by someone who cares.

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