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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Expose (08/22/13)

TITLE: I Am Woman
By Joy Bach
08/27/13


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Women used to know exactly what role was expected of them. They played with dolls as children so they could grow up and become mothers and have children. Simple, wasnít it?

Itís not so simple any more.

Our daughter was here for a visit. As she described her life to me, I became exhausted. She never stops. Two children, ages 4 and 8. Gymnastics and baseball. Soccer and ballet.

I turned to Google and typed in ďSuper Mom SyndromeĒ, not even knowing if there would be anything. I could write a book with the information available on this syndrome. Several people have.

Just being an ordinary, stay-at-home mom is not acceptable.

Itís much simpler to just have your role as a mother laid out for you. Iíve been there. Keep them fed and clean. Make them behave. Get them to school on time. And if they get out of line, itís your fault. You go to bed night after night feeling unfulfilled and a failure.

For the mother of today it is complicated, but much more rewarding. The mother grows along with the child, both before and after birth. She sees each child as an individual and treats them differently in discipline and play. There is no ďOne size fits allĒ.

It all depends on what you want for your child.

After my first husband left, my three daughters and I lived in two rooms. We ate from a card table. We slept in bunk beds. But my kids look back on those days as some of the best days of their lives. We played games, took walks, made up stories and laughed a lot. They didnít know we were poor.

The atmosphere in those two rooms was up to me. I was strong. I was invincible. I was woman.

And now todayís mothers are even fighting in a war. That has put a whole new spin on motherhood. Sometimes itís the dad who stays home and kisses the soldier goodbye.

I remember buying a set of black plastic dishes once, after I saw an ad on television where they actually put a blowtorch to them and they emerged unscathed. Exactly one week after I bought them, one of the kids brought a dinner plate to me with a large crack in it. When I asked what happened, she said it hit a tree.

I donít want to talk about it. But Iím still woman.


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CD (Camille) Swanson 08/29/13
Aww. I loved this story! It can be talking about any "super mom" of today, and it'll speak to many reading this.

However, the most touching part for me was your admission of the "two bedroom apartment" eating from a card table. The children didn't know they were "poor" financially. But, oh my goodness, and Praise the Lord, you were blessed beyond riches in love.

Thank you for this!

God bless~
Genia Gilbert09/01/13
I enjoyed the memories and your summation of changes in the roles of women. I loved the plate hitting a tree. Lol. Good writing.