That's not the point.
Because of one's own selfishness, they subject everyone else to the disturbance of their offspring. Everyone within a city block has to endure said disturbance. Crying. Screaming. Shrieking. Stinking. @#$5itng one's one pants. Everyone around that offspring has to endure the selfish desire of the parent -- because said parent wants to haul its oozing slobbering stinking screaming barely sentient offspring through the same lines as everyone else, everyone else has to suffer. It's a BABY. It isn't a PURSE. It's like a purse that screams, cries, shrieks, farts, stinks, and disturbs everyone around it. You think it is cute to have some pictures taken with it, and you disturb the hell out of everyone around you. Don't take your shrieking crying spawn to
Disneyland, don't take it to church, don't take it to the store, don't take it to the movies...wait until the thing knows up from down, wait until it can comprehend the world. THEN take it out into the public. Buying a ticket to Disneyland is not your "dress my baby in a Tigger outfit day while he screams his damned head off and farts out apple sauce and if U don't like it U R a badguy cause I have the babieze!" day.
Stay home. For the love of Gpd and all that is holy, STAY HOME.