The perfect woman, not hardly

We as women do endure alot of things. Some are crappy and some are not. We tend to be the ones who take things that no man could even fathom. When a family decides that they want a baby, we women have that responsibility of caring, nurturing and tending to that baby. The man plays his part but not like we play the part. We pop out babies and the hospital releases us within a day. We are expected to get up in the middle of the night while Mr. Man sleeps his life away all because he has a job to go to. Please. I get up in the middle of the night now when my teenagers start coughing and yet still have a job to go to. We lose blood like it's some kind of sport. Women are team players. We don't think of ourselves until the very end. It's always someone else we think of first.

When we get ready to leave the house, we tend to brush our hair, throw on a little lip gloss, check ourselves just one time in the mirror while our man has gotten up, scratched his balls, and just threw on anything. I bet that if we were walking down the street and broke a heel, we would probably break the other one because we can't second guess ourselves. We would make it look good and besides we ain't got that kind of time to be sitting talking about how much money we spent on them shoes. We make due with what we have because women, especially women with children, know how to improvise. We know how to stretch a dollar even in a recession. We know how to make love to our man that will make him wonder if we are freaks or just being freaky.

But after all is said and done, we hurt too. We want a shoulder to cry on instead of being the shoulder to get cried on. We sometimes don't want to be around our own children at times. My name is not _______ wife. There are days I want to scream and just go on a secluded vacation and do nothing but then this scripture comes to mind: Proverbs 31:28 -Her children arise up, and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praiseth her. We may not be perfect, not even close, but at least we woman strive to be the best that we can be.

Lovingly yours,