u/Dummy_pidge

I’m currently on a train back to my home in Oregon after a trip in Washington to see my grandparents, and there’s a woman sat next to me with her older boy and a very young infant, probably around 2 months. Nonstop, she has been shushing it, rocking it, and it is just screeching. I’m about five seconds away from losing my goddamn mind, but I at least have my headphones. It is very clearly annoying the other passengers, though, and I pray for the ones without headphones.
In my opinion, I don’t think any child younger than 4 needs to be on public transport UNLESS it is for a very serious reason, like a family crisis or something like that. I feel this way about planes especially. There is no reason to take your fucking newborn on a plane and make the experience worse for everyone else on board.
How do others feel about this?

I’m a musician and I have my beloved old girl in my garage (an old, slightly out of tune piano that sounds marvelous). I spend a lot of time playing her with the garage open because it’s hot as hell out here during the summer. I’ve been practicing pretty frequently because I’m now in piano lessons and I do recitals pretty often. I consider myself a pretty good player and I don’t think it’s annoying to listen to, minus the parts I have to repeat for practice.
I (unfortunately) live next to a house with three kids all under the age of five. The oldest is a 4 year old girl, middle is a 3 year old boy who is an absolute terror, and they just recently had another baby last year who is nearing two. That baby is reaching its screeching/constant tantrum phase, and it’s awful. The worst part is that they leave their windows open, so I can hear every single tantrum.
Just today, I was out in my garage playing Wet Hands by C418 (musical genius btw) and the mom who was out with her kids (I’m guessing the husband was inside with the baby) stomped over and demanded in very broken English for me to stop playing because she was trying to put the baby to sleep. (They are Hispanic and do not know English very well, so it went something along the lines of “can you stop your piano? The baby is trying to sleep!”)
I was shocked and told her, very politely, that I was not playing very loudly and that this was my garage and I could play as much as I want, and if it bothered her, she could go inside and shut the windows. She got angrier and stomped over to my door and banged on it til my mother came out, and promptly repeated her complaint to my mom. My mom, equally confused, told me to come inside for the night. I was pissed, because why did I have to stop practicing just because some lady had to put her fucking kid down? Why was she outside in the first place? My mom grabbed my shoulder and leaned in and told me “listen, it’s stupid, but we can’t get the cops called on us again. You know how they are.”
For reference, they had called the cops on my dog after he escaped and ended up in their yard. Supposedly they are very afraid of dogs, but seemed to have no problem when my stepdads dog is out and about. We eventually had to rehome that dog because he was causing us a lot of problems, but that incident was primarily the main reason. It was super upsetting and infuriating and I’m bitter about it. Apparently they have a habit of calling the cops over stuff like that.
I’m irritated. I know this sounds very strange but I’m trying to write it like it happened. Dunno if this is the right sub but it has to do with kids ruining everything and crazy moms. lol.

I am in tears while writing this, and I guess I just need validation or advice or something.
I am 16F. I'm very high functioning autistic, just recently medically diagnosed with AUDHD. My parents are divorced but still on good terms, and I often go back and forth between houses. Normally, I would be at moms for the week (for school) and then I would go to dads for the weekend.
But I'm currently on summer break and I do not want to spend any more time at my dads, because it is a living nightmare for me.
My brother was born when I was 12 years old. I have been very anti-child since I was one myself, which spawned from a deep fear of little kids crying. I would hide from kids that were known tantrum throwers, I hid from family when they brought my cousins over out of fear that there would be a conflict, and I basically avoided kids as much as I could. That fear had developed into a deep, resounding hatred for children in general that I am still very passionate about.
When my brother was born, I was not happy about it. I had begged my dad when he married my stepmom to never have another baby, but of course, they did not listen to me. Not that I expected them to anyways. I grew used to him and began to tolerate him when he was going through his proper baby phase. But then he turned three, and shit hit the fan.
The tantrums he threw were massive and violent. He would scream, hit, kick, punch, and throw things at my parents. And they did nothing. All they would do was let him scream and hurt them while trying to tell him to stop. Almost every single goddamn week. It was infuriating, it was scary, and it drove me nuts.
He turned four last year in december, and it's only gotten worse. He's figured out how to curse now and is experimenting with insults. (Example; "I hate you", "you stupid head," and "Stupid bitchass") He is so unbelievably cruel to both my parents, and I've expressed as such. But the only thing I get in response is "he's four."
I have, admittedly lost my shit a couple of times. I tend to hold in my emotions until it reaches a boiling point and I have a big reaction. He was throwing a tantrum one night, and I just couldn't stand it anymore. I screamed "SHUT UP, SHUT THE FUCK UP" at the top of my lungs, which then caused my dad to immediately rush in and try to damage control. I continued to scream about how much I hated him, how I never wanted him here in the first place.
And sadly, those are 100% my true feelings. I despise him. I never wanted him here. He makes my life miserable and he ruins the time I want to spend with my dad. So after a very rough weekend and another breakdown from me, I decided that I wasn't staying there anymore, at least for the foreseeable future.
It's a heartbreaking decision. I love my dad so so much, and I want to spend time with him. I know that it must be really hard to see his own daughter want nothing to do with his other kid, and I wish I didn't feel like this. But I can't change my feelings. I hate my brother, and I don't want to be his sister anymore. I don't want to be around him, and I don't want to see him again.
I am now living mostly full time at my moms house. I am going to meet my dad for dinner and stay a couple of nights (stepmom + brother are out of town) and then go back up. It sucks. I hate it. But I am doing what I can to be comfortable.
I feel like a monster sometimes when my dad messages me to check in on me, because I know he just wants the best for me. I miss him so much. I want to be with my dad, but I know that I wouldn't be able to avoid my brother forever. I just don't know what the fuck to do anymore.

I'm 16 and very very anti-child, have been since I was a child myself. I'm planning to get my tubes tied the instant I turn 18 and have stuck to this plan for years. I have a deep fear of little kids that manifested itself into pure hatred, so I know for a fact I would be a terrible mother.
Keep in mind, I am 16. A CHILD.
I was talking with a relative (mom's side) and the topic of children was brought up somehow. I was already uncomfortable because I don't like holding conversations with family members I rarely talk to, and she asked me something along the lines of "are you gonna have kids one day, (name)?"
I told her, very firmly, no. I have never been interested in kids.
She looked disappointed (Why?? who tf even are you??) and said to me "that's such a shame. Your babies would be so beautiful. It feels like none of our girls (in the family) are having any babies."
First of all... ew. Ew ew ew ew. This could just be me being bothered, but is that not such a weird fucking thing to say to a teenager?? Why are you telling me I would have such beautiful babies as if you're encouraging me to go out and get knocked up???
I don't know. It just bothered me. Our older generation is so weird when it comes to having kids. It feels like they target younger people because they have it in their minds that there's a specific age limit for baby making.