Okay, well today is just an extra frustating day. My son is reaching the tantrum phase and I am reaching the "if this house stays dirty one more day" stage. What is about a screaming toddler that makes you want to scream too. Fortunately, I am not alone and most every mother in the world goes through this too, or so I am told.
Drinking early in the day has crossed my mind, but my Baptist upbringing will not allow me to cross that line. Drinking more than once a month brings on pangs of guilt, much less drinking daily. My mother's voice is ringing in my head as I look at the piles of laundry, dishes, and toys that need to be put away.
On top of all that I have twenty other things not household related that need to be done. I would really like to strangle that woman who "does it all" and makes us all feel less. As if we need to take a pill for more energy or to make us less depressed because we can not "do it all".
Excuse me while I step on my soap box.
Woman's Liberation brings a passionate cry of "WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?!". The idea of being equal to men or able to do everything they can but better is laughable. Are you kidding me?!
First, why do women want what men have? Men are burdened with making the money to support the family, being the moral leader, answering to God for the family, fixing the car, squashing the bug, mowing the lawn, teaching the children how to play sports, and checking out that funny noise in the middle of the night in his underwear. The woman who wants all that responsibility be my guest. However, don't you dare make me feel inadequate for not walking down that path with you.
Second, the fundamental differences of men and woman and their inherent purpose is unmistakeable. IT is almost as if someone designed them like this. Woman are more global thinkers, multi-tasking the 20 things an hour it takes to keep a home, children, and husband all in running order. Men tend to have a much more narrow focus.
This has turned out to be much longer than anticipated. More later!!!!
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