Thanks to a reader for alerting me to a new reality show called The Baby Borrowers. I could go off on a tirade about sensationalizing every single facet of life in order to make a TV show. But I am sure most of us agree that this, like every other reality TV show, is ridiculous, trivial, inane, etc. (Okay, I admit that I am a bit intrigued by home renovation reality shows, and I like to think that my husband and I would kick some royal home improvement butts if we were ever given the opportunity...)
But here is a thought I had when I was reading through the show's description. Watching someone else's children is nothing at all like having your own. I really don't care for other people's children. I don't like babysitting. I don't like children in general. I don't get all mushy and sentimental about them. But. BUT...I am completely head-over-heels in love with my own child. It's nothing at all like what Hallmark makes it out to be. It's very intense, very passionate. It's much more visceral and primal than romantic love.