Motherhood…It Ain’t Easy


It’s the hardest job in the world.

It’s the most thankless job in the world. We are grossly underpaid.

It’s the most important job we will ever have. There are no manuals to prepare us for it. Sure, there are books…a lot of books…but none are concise. So we are really left to just wing it.

There are no sick days, paid vacations or promotions. We will be yelled at, have food flung at us, complained to, maybe hit or kicked, cried on, ran to, ran from, hugged, kissed, hated, puked on and loved, all at any given minute.

And, we say we wouldn’t change it for the world.

Or, would we?

First of all… I would get paid! Paid. Big. Time. And, not just in chocolate. I would get a paid vacation, preferably to a topical island sans kids. And, for a minimum of 2 weeks, thank you. I would have a maid to keep the kids’ rooms clean. No more digging out an endless stream of dirty socks and candy wrappers from under their bed.

The only kind of wine in my house would be the red or pink kind. A healthy dinner would magically appear on the table before anyone had a chance to have a melt-down from hunger. And a meal that the kids would eat, without complaint.

And lastly, I would wear designer heels, meet my hubby at the front door, drink in hand, when he came home from a long day at work, because all would be perfect in the world.

Ah, a girl can dream.

{*Repost, May, 2011}

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