TO WOMEN/ MOMS

I first feel called to speak life to every woman wishing for the fruit of the womb. Dear Mother In Waiting, I stand in prayers with you. God is faithful and shows no favoritism. It is well. In parallel, I have watched a number of you become mothers in recent years: Hope you are well… My Aunty ViewPoint: What cool project this must be. Matching Fits. Toys. Games. A walking/talking “you”. The emblem of a love so strong, life grew out of it. Pure, aunthetic, unconditional love. Cute…

Their ViewPoint:
1. Working Mothers: Diapers. Tantrums. Never Ending Labor. Fatigue. Am I running a military camp or teaching A-B-Cs? Precisely, how is one to micro-manage the feces-schedule eminating from another human’s body? Plus: Deadlines. Deliverables. Emails. Fiscal-Year. Invoices. Not working is not an option. My dreams, ambitions, goals will not allow me rest. Plus these degrees WILL be put to use. The end.

2. Stay At Home Moms: Diapers. Tantrums. Never Ending Labor. Fatigue. Am I running a military camp or teaching A-B-Cs? I feel the gaze of the other is heavy on me. They call me lazy and/or a gold-digger. I suppose I could go back to work/school but it’s been so long, do I even have the capacity? Do I even want to? I much prefer to stay home and closely supervise my children. Will I regret this in 20 years when I am an empty-nester?

To every woman, managing the “widow’s small jar of oil” she was given: Bravo. (Biblical Reference- 2King 4) — Your family is proud. Your nation is proud. Your God is proud. I must also applaud all fathers who are fulfilling their obligations, may God reward you in this life and in the next. As for the deadbeats, sir/madam, get off my page.

(Lastly, was I a cute baby or what?)