I’m not ashamed to be called a wife or a mother. I love the roles. I think they are the hardest roles to fill, but they offer so much in return. I was never one of those girls that really gave much thought to being married, or having children. I’d have passing thoughts. Such as, “MY kids will never act that way.” “When I’m married, things will be neater.” “I would never say THAT to my husband.” So on and so forth…ah the innocence of ignorance. I was also not one to really see myself in any one role, I had a hard time focusing on one goal long enough to see it through. I still have the issue, unfortunately.
But one thing I’ve noticed is this: I’m a good wife. I’m a good Mom. I don’t always get it right, I over think things, I get lazy, I ignore. But I’m a good wife, and a good Mom. I don’t know why, but it surprises me that I am. I know that I of course, have areas that need growth, improvement, maturity, etc. But I know that it’ll happen. Slowly, surely. Like a fine wine ages… 😉
The modern view of women, wives, mothers has never set well with me. Yes, sure I flirted with the idea in the 90’s that women could be better at anything a man can be. But I never ‘cared’ enough to follow that thought too far. It wasn’t really until I had just graduated high school, that I had the strong knowledge that the women’s movement just may have done some harm to the family unit, to the individuals of a family themselves. Albeit unknowingly by many in that movement, I hope.I know my thoughts are not popular, and in fact will probably raise some eyebrows among some friends.
Knowing what I know now, I couldn’t think of anything that would take me from my family. Even as messy as my house can be, as late as the dinner may run, as stressed out as two children crying can make me…nothing would be better than those moments. I’m positive that there are jobs that don’t carry those stresses and have excellent perks. But I wouldn’t trade the messy, stressed out, laughing, crying house I have, no matter what the fringe benefits are. I’ve seen what it’s like on the other side…and I’m very blessed to be called wife and Mom. These are my people…these are my gifts.
Proverbs 14:1, “A wise women builds her house, but the foolish tears it down with her own hands.”
Proverbs 31:26, “She opens her mouth in wisdom, and the teaching of kindness is on her tongue.”