You're Wrong About Nadya Suleman: Why I Heart the OctomomJohn Cave Osborne
Earlier today, I was poking around the interwebs when I ran across a blog post in the LA Times which reported that Nadya Suleman, aka the Octomom, nearly topped the “Most Hated Person” poll conducted by E-Poll Market Research, a California-based research company. And I gotta tell you, people, I just don’t see it. Why in the world does this mother of 14 draw such venom?
Don’t get me wrong. I understand why people don’t like her. A single mom of six demanding that a dozen embryos be implanted during an IVF treatment is, indeed, reckless. But does she really deserve to be mentioned in the same breath as Casey Anthony’s, who was the “winner” of the Most Hate Person in America poll?
One knock on her is that she has 28-little feet to put shoes on, yet currently has no way of providing for them. But all you haters, take heed. My girl’s gotta plan. She’s gonna box in a celebrity boxing match. That’s right. And what’s more, if you’re a hater, now’s your chance to take a swing at Nadya. According to USA Today, Celebrity Boxing Federation promoter Damon Feldman is “looking for a woman who wants to get in the ring and ‘fight this well-known mom.’ ”
The fight will consist of three 60-second rounds, and is “just for fun.” Both women will wear protective headgear as well as oversized gloves. Speaking of oversized, the Octomom’s uterus might give her even more protection in the form of some extra padding.
Competitive advantages aside, this woman is clearly willing to fight for her family, a noble trait, indeed. So why does everyone hate her so much? Sure, her judgement’s questionable. At best. Sure, she looks like the illegitimate lovechild of Alanis Morissette and Steven Tyler. (Sorry, simply refuse to lay down the “she looks like Angelina Jolie” card.) Sure, her womb was once as spacious as a downtown loft. But is that really a reason to hate her? Pity her, maybe. But hate her?
As for me, I don’t even pity her. I actually love her. Because Caroline and I just welcomed our fifth child into the world, which means we now have four little ones under the age of four — a fussy gaggle that includes three-year-old triplets. And from time to time it’s tempting to feel sorry for ourselves what with all the chaos that dominates our lives. So when I hear about people like Nadya Suleman, I’m actually encouraged. It puts everything into perspective for me. It makes me realize that we don’t have it nearly as difficult as some parents.
No. I don’t pity the Octomom. I love her. Because she makes me realize how easy we have it. Wait a second. I just realized that the reason why I love the Octomom is that I feel sorry for her. Whoops. I guess that means that I actually do pity her.
But I don’t hate her. Do you?
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