Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! I get up each morning and from the time my feet hit the floor I am constantly taking care of those around me. Yes my kids are grown but still at this point they are never far from my thoughts. I care for my husband and each member of my family. I do my early morning chores and then I'm off to the bathroom to beautify myself with make-up and hair gel. Within minutes flat I'm dressed professionally and out the door to make a living.
Once a month I have cramps that would bring the strongest man to his knees and I see more blood than most emergency room doctors have seen . Yet I hold my head up high with every hair on it in perfect place and with a smile plastered on my face.
In my spare time I'm shaving my legs and waxing my brows while all the time I'm trying to grow hair on my head and make hair in other places dissapear.
I don't mind showing weakness and could'nt stop myself from doing so if I wanted to.
I've pushed out two babies the size of a large watermelon through something the size of a lemon and you want to stand there and tell me I am the weaker sex.
Yeah right!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Don't get me wrong I love being a woman , but there are days I wished I could write my name in the snow , wash my hair with a wash cloth ,scratch my nuts and sit on the couch with a beer and watch the game.
Being a woman is a 24/7 job and by God we deserve respect for being what we are. We are empowered yet we are feared because of our power. We are looked upon as the weakest sex and that may very well be but I'll have you to know that I for one am proud to be strong enough to hold a family together and make a living for myself if need be and weak enough to nurse my own child through milk from my own breast.
Ok I feel better now.