Posted by Elphaba Of The Brew | Posted in Brew Fairy Godmother | Posted on 18-01-2012
The Brew’s Fairy Godmother, guest blogs to offer her thoughts on parenting in a crazy crazy world. A world where pre-teen girls get back to school weaves…a world where a young man’s jeggings are so tight you can see his future babies. A world that confuses this Witch!
Welcome The Brew Fairy Godmother!
Jay: “No baby, this is different because we’ll put an “e” at the end of hers. The “e” makes it different!”
Bey: “Duh . . . ummm . . . ooooookaaaaaaaay . . . “
I digress. I’m not hating on those people, okay? “Congrats! Mazel tov! Don’t stop, git it, git it!” But why is this baby’s arrival such a big deal? Is it because Jay and Bey are celebrities? Is it because they are “black luuuuuuvvvvveee” celebrities? Is it because they are married, “black luuuuuuvvvveee” celebrities? What’s the dilly, yo? Whatever the reason for the average Joe, I guess I get it. We’re a celebrity obsessed-society that is made to feel like we actually know stars personally. I don’t agree with it, but I get it. What I don’t get is how a medical institution like a hospital acts like the VIP section of da club and gets as star struck “like a little gurl” (in my Dieter voice) when dealing with said married, celebrity, “black luuuuuuvvvveee” couple at the expense of the rest of its “the 99%” patients.
Lenox Hill Hospital has been accused of keeping new parents from their newborns, breaching security by taping paper over security cameras to protect the privacy of the Carters and their guests, and giving star treatment to them while treating other families like commoners. The whole thing has me feeling some kind of way as the kids say. Having a baby is a big deal for any parent – whether it’s your first or sixth birth (which btw if you’re having your sixth kid you may want to take up a hobby . . . that doesn’t involve the possibility of getting pregnant), whether it’s a complicated and dangerous delivery or a smooth, sliding into to home base one, vaginal or c-section birth, pre-mature or a week late . . . you get the picture. You might not be making records, 1/8th owner of a basketball team, making videos and touring the world in onesies, or friends with Chris, Gwyneth, Apple, and Moses, but you still want to be treated like you matter when you’ve laid down and brought a kid into the world. And while the Carters did pay for Beyonce’s birthing suite does it mean the other people who also paid to have their children at Lenox Hill shouldn’t have equal access to and security for their newborns?
I remember having to leave my first born in the hospital after I was released because he was born with a cystic kidney. He had also developed a slight case of jaundice, so he had to stay for a few days. It was heart breaking!! Nobody ever prepares you for the possibility that you may not take your child home. Then coming to visit him after carrying him for so long??? Painful! If there had been some burly, private security dude was not letting me see my kid for three hours while I’m seeing Blue Ivy peeps coming back and forth to see her, or if I was told the floor was on lockdown and I if I left I wouldn’t be allowed back in to see my child or if I been told there was shut down because “they’re handling hazardous materials??” When I’m trying to see my kid??? After I’ve had a kid??? Maaaaannnn, look . . .
The New York State Health Department is reportedly investigating to see if there were indeed any violations. If the stories are true, Lenox Hill should offer something to every kid born that weekend and their families – a goodie bag, 10% off the hospital bill . . . something. The Carters too should do something to make the situation better. Now that they too are parents they should be able to put themselves in the place of these other parents and offer the same thing Lenox Hill should extend to the parents – an apology. Or Bey could at least give up one of the thousands of onesies she likes to wear to someone who could really use it – a baby.
- Fairy Godmother, Out.
I would SO drop my lawsuit for this onesie (well after the Creole sweat has been soaked out) -Elphaba
