Child Trip
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Two pink lines on a test.
This is how it all begins.
And two pink lines is already one too many, especially for Solange...
Solitary, nomadic and free, is she ready to start questioning her life?
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Child Trip - Jeanne Sélène
To all those
Taking the road less-travelled.
1.
I refuse to believe it. It’s a mistake, obviously. Two. Mother-fucking. Lines. Crap, I said I’d stop with the sexist slurs. No more twats
, mother-fuckers
or sluts.
Time to be creative! Two pink manure-flinging lines. Argh, that doesn’t sound very good. Also I don’t know, that NG doesn’t hit the spot. It’s less aggravating than CK. CK is on point. You can say it or think it with a lot of aggression and it feels good. Anyway, there are two damn pink lines on a lousy test and I’m completely panicking so my brain is distracting me by getting hung up on vocabulary choices. What an idiot! Well for once it’s right. I really do need to get out my fear and this manure-flinging
just sucks. Almost as much as that lousy.
Can you feel the anger and incomprehension inside me when I think the word manure-flinging
? Rha, I wish I could just unplug this brain that is pondering linguistics while I’m in dire straits! Me and my inner dialogues are a like a light-speed canon ball. Alright, let’s get back to it.... What happened during my last cycle that made this thing positive? Well, no, no matter how hard I think about it I haven’t missed a pill. I don’t understand.
99.7% theoretical effectiveness. 91% practical effectiveness.
This is what it says on the leaflet. Yes, I’ve read it. I've never been able to make a choice without studying everything from A to Z, and I have an amazing memory for silly things. In fact, maybe I should play the lottery, as it looks like I defy statistics.
No, there must be a very simple reason.
Ah yes, it must have been the stomach bug! I spent two days throwing up everything I could.
I should have just gone for the implant, son of a betch.
I like this non-word; Betch!
It has no meaning but it sounds good. Betch.
That’s it, I’m already seeing the headlines in two or three years: The new words making their debut in Merriam-Webster this year!
It’ll go off, yeah...
Okay okay, where was I?
Ah yes, my stomach bug. But even so, I never agree to sex without a condom, so it’s just impossible!! And yes, I’ll double exclamation point if I want to! This damn test must be seeing things. It’s the only explanation.
And I have this nausea that’s getting worse minute by minute! Oof, it’s the Barnum effect, that’s all.
Are you almost done in there?
Two seconds!
She’s pissing me off, banging on the door of a public toilets. Can’t I have a panic attack in peace anymore?
I slip the test into my pocket, even if it’s gross because it’s covered in urine, and I get out of there like a demon.
Without stopping, I grab my smartphone from the bottom of my bag (it actually takes me fifty meters to get my hand around it in all my mess) and ask for the address to the nearest lab. Fourteen kilometres away. I climb into my Jumpy and set off straight away. As much as it took me a week to gather the courage to buy the test and another one to dare to unwrap and pee on it, I’m raring to go right now. Strike while the iron is hot and all that...
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Well, I am definitely pregnant.
The email from the lab just confirmed the urine test. My hormones are through the roof and my morale is through the floor.
Estimated: four weeks pregnant. My chest suddenly tightens, a psychological trick surely.
I wonder who the biological father is. Given the viability of the length of a sperm and an egg, minus four weeks, let’s see...
There had been the handsome English brunette with his charming accent, the software engineer with black skin and laughing eyes, the little musician as well... I can’t remember what he looked like anymore. He was fascinating to listen to, very cultivated and had lots of subjects he was interested in.
Is passion in your genes? In theory it would be great to have a passionate kid. No no no no no, how’s your head there Solange? A kid, with you, in your life? Nonsense!
Well one thing is for certain and that’s that it wasn’t my date on Friday night. She didn’t have the equipment to transfer me a whole horde of sperm. I hope it wasn’t the big bearded guy from the cocktail bar. What a mistake that was! The type where everything revolves around my dick and there’ll be nothing after me. I’m still annoyed that I fell for such a rotten hook-up.
Agh crap, it’s pretty crazy that I don’t know whose genetic code it is that’s currently surfing around with mine in MY uterus. Seriously, it’s like some kind of daylight robbery though.
Calm down Solange, you never keep in contact with your one-night stands. It’s a point of personal ethics. So what’s the point in getting yourself all worked up like this?
Let’s recap what we know at this moment:
• there are a bunch of cells dividing and proliferating in my belly;
• said bunch started their job a little less than a month ago;
• that’s it.
A small collection of facts with huge implications. I hear Bénabar’s song starting to play in the background: Small cause, big consequences [...] small change, immense harm.
When it comes to harm, we’re not too far off.
The question is: what do I do now?
Getting an abortion seems like the most reasonable solution. A bunch of cells has nothing to do with a girl like me: living year-round in a motor home, staying away from people because I like solitude, going round the markets of France, living like a pauper... A very, very bad idea.
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Still, a bunch of cells... There’s something nice about it. Feeling it move in your belly, loving unconditionally, teaching them your values....
Argh, take a hike, shit brain!
Come on, back in the box with all those glittery images of babies and a child nestled in the crook of your arms.
I’m sure that’s false advertising anyway.
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That’s it; I’ve made an appointment with a gynaecologist to get an abortion. I hope it will be safe. I have had some really bad experiences with these healthcare professionals in the past. Usually I avoid them like the plague and meet with the midwives instead, but I guess I don’t have much choice in this case.
I think it’s going to be quick and it’s the best thing to do; for the bunch of cells as well as for me.
Okay, now that the decision is made I’m going to read for a little bit. It’ll take my mind off things.
What? I can see you laughing there, neuron at the right in the back. This book My Child’s Brain
is a refreshing change is all. And it’s just for my information only. It’s fascinating, neuroscience. I love anything related to neuroscience. And no, I’m not trying to convince myself at all, so now you need to let me read and be quiet. Seriously, you can’t even think on your own in your own head anymore without dissent...
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I feel like I’m going to curse myself.
I did not go to the meeting.
I was parked next to a park and heard a child say I love you
to his mom.
Son of a betch, that was beautiful.
I would so much like to hear those words one day. So I stood there, like a noodle, watching these families play on the slide and turnstile. The kids laughed, they screamed... they cried too sometimes. I cried as well. I put my hand on my stomach and suddenly that little bunch of cells became real.
I’m going to regret it, that’s for sure, but I decided to give it a chance to grow in my womb.
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That’s it; I already regret it.
I’m sick like a dog, it’s horrible. I can hardly stay behind my stand to sell my stones.
Wonderful labradorite set in a pendant! Eye of the tiger earrings! Don’t hesitate to come take a closer look, my beautiful stones will bewitch you!
I have always been fascinated by stones. I can sit for hours looking at their colors. And with lithotherapy being the newest craze, it’s perfect timing. I make handmade jewelry, and there are enough customers to make a small living. Well, in the good months. Or a Romanian minimum wage in any case. That’s fine with me anyway. I don’t need any more to live the life I’ve chosen.
But will it be enough to raise a child? Everyone says it costs an arm and a leg, having a kid. And what should I do with my converted van? I just have a bed and a kitchenette. It will never work...
So what? You could keep the baby and change your life? Tidy up? Get an apartment and a steady job?
Deadly... it would be like digging my own grave.
Nah, I can’t bring myself to do that.
I’ll make another appointment. At another gynaecologist.
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Instead of finding the address of a new doctor, I spent the night on the Internet looking for stories written by nomadic parents.
They do exist.
They even seem to get by with it.
I actually read the story of a single mom who works part-time in show business. It wasn’t all rosy but she didn’t regret it.
So why not me? Why not us?
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But it does bother me. Having a kid isn’t very green. I had never thought of myself as a mother before those two pink lines and I was content with the idea of being childfree. With the world collapsing it’s the more sensible way. Why impose a new human on our planet? Why impose our society on a new human?
At the same time, I’ve never known how to be truly sensible. No matter how deeply I dissect each subject before making a choice I always end up following my instincts.
Something tells me I’m not going to start making neat and tidy choices today. Sorry little bunch of cells, I’m already crap at being a proper mother. Your suffering has just begun...
But I’m sure there is a way to reduce my ecological footprint compared to the average parent in France.
Let’s see: Ecosia.fr; green parent.
511,000 search results.
I’m sure I’ll find some ideas...
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I spent the night doing it but I’m happy with my results. Obviously, it’s possible to be minimalist and have a family. Other people have done it. In particular, I found a lot of information on cloth diapers and even one crazy thing: no diapers at all. They call it natural infant hygiene, or NIH. You just have to learn to spot the signs your kid gives you before each wee of poo and take them to use the potty. It sounds crazy! That said, if it works, it would limit my trips to the Laundromat. It’s especially interesting for me in my situation... Apparently you need six to eight diapers a day, so even if I can catch two pees, it will still be a big saving. I’ve been snooping on GumTree and there is a plethora of second hand diapers. And some are just too cute. My soppy side is happy.
According to my spreadsheet, it’s doable within my budget.