The funny thing about being a mom and a wife...we are told just how hard and thankless the job is going to be, yet we jump into it regardless. We spend our entire childhood dreaming up our flawless wedding day and playing with our little baby dolls like they are real and perfect. I don't know about you, but my wedding day was stressful! And my babies, um yeah, VERY REAL, but anything from perfect. What is wrong with us women? Are we masochistic or something!?!?
Today I am wishing to not be a mommy, and to not be a wife. I've had enough of being told how mean I am, how horrible my cooking is, and how poorly I do at grocery shopping. Do I not have a SPOTLESS house 90% of the time? Do I not have a well cooked, piping hot dinner on the table most nights? Do I not make sure everyone has something to wear and a clean pair of underpants every day? Amongst the slew of other things I do to keep this household happy and healthy, do they not see it? DO THEY NOT SEE IT! (One of my favorite lines from "The Story of Us")
Yes, we hear how thankless the job of being a wife and mother is, yet we dive right into it. We look down at that brutally cold water, thinking it will cool us off and feel wonderful and relaxing. We plunge head first off the diving board of life into a pool that is all too shallow. There is just enough water to sustain us and keep us free from life threatening injury, but the liquid surrounding us is just a bit colder than we may have anticipated. Unfortunately we have all made the dive already. We are in the water and all we can do is swim. Although it feels like I am merely doing the doggy paddle these days, at least I'm not drowning.
I know I'm not alone in this. So I will abstain from asking for sympathy or pity. But SERIOUSLY!!! Can I at least get me a little slack cut? Can someone throw me a raft or a life preserver to help me float for a bit? No? Ok, can I settle for a big fat glass of Shiraz then?