Have you ever felt that you bust your ass taking care of your kids, the house, the shopping, the children’s activities, school fund raising, the bills, the budgeting and more, yet somehow your efforts go unnoticed?
Maybe not all the time, but after awhile when everything runs like clockwork, your husband might forget that someone actually creates the comfortable family life he enjoys. He might stop saying thank you for those favorite home cooked dinners. Or be baffled that you didn’t get his coat dry-cleaned in anticipation of the unexpected cold spell that has swept through town. Don’t you watch the weather forecast for the next week and prepare everyone’s wardrobe in advance?
Eventually, most moms, especially those who are at home full-time, start to feel taken for granted. It’s to be expected. Motherhood is a full service profession: 24 hours a day, 7 days a week with no tips. And unless you’ve raised kids and managed a household yourself, it’s unlikely you’re going to really ‘get’ the work (and the stress) involved. So, while we should cut ungrateful or misinformed husbands a break every now and then, when it all gets too much, I suggest we take a leaf out of this lady’s book. It might be the best wake-up call a family needs that MOM IS A LEGEND!
A man came home from work and found his three children outside, still in their pajamas, playing in the mud, with empty food boxes and wrappers strewn all around the front yard.
The door of his wife’s car was open, as was the front door to the house and there was no sign of the dog. Proceeding into the entry, he found an even bigger mess. A lamp had been knocked over, and the throw rug was wadded against one wall.
In the front room the TV was loudly blaring a cartoon channel, and the family room was strewn with toys and various items of clothing. In the kitchen, dishes filled the sink, breakfast food was spilled on the counter, the fridge door was open wide, dog food was spilled on the floor, a broken glass lay under the table, and a small pile of sand was spread by the back door.
He quickly headed up the stairs, stepping over toys and more piles of clothes, looking for his wife. He was worried she might be ill,or that something serious had happened. He was met with a small trickle of water as it made its way out of the bathroom door. As he peered inside he found wet towels, scummy soap and more toys strewn over the floor. Miles of toilet paper lay in a heap and toothpaste had been smeared over the mirror and walls.
As he rushed to the bedroom, he found his wife still curled up in the bed in her pajamas, reading a novel. She looked up at him, smiled, and asked how his day went. He looked at her bewildered and asked, ‘What happened here today?’
She again smiled and answered, ‘You know every day when you come home from work and you ask me what in the world I do all day?’
‘Yes,’ was his incredulous reply.
She answered, ‘Well, today I didn’t do it.’
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