On being a reluctant stay-at-home mum.
This was in the latest In Touch mag I get free and keep on top of the loo. By someone called Tonya Stoneman.
"How many of us really ever know our mothers? We see them standing at the kitchen sink, unloading the groceries, and mopping the floor. They're "mom," not Alexandra or Sophia or Juliette. They're the women who haggle over the price of yard sale items and nag their kids to clean their rooms, not people who contemplate Kierkegaard.
"Yet I know in my own life, the restless gale of desire is never quieted. After a long day of work, traffic, soccer practice, and dirty laundry, I fall into bed and hear the words of songs that once inspired me. I see the constellations of Andromeda and Orion. And I want more than I have. When morning comes, I go through my routine like Walter Mitty, thinking of things that aren't. I don't have the luxury of indulging these thoughts, though, so I harness myself to the proverbial plow and work...
"Children show us how to exalt in monotony - how to find God in the here and now. G. K. Chesterton observed, "It is possible that God says every morning, 'Do it again,' to the sun. And every evening, 'Do it again' to the moon. It may not be automatic necessity that makes all daisies alike. It may be that God makes all daisies separately, but has never gotten tired of making them." "
"How many of us really ever know our mothers? We see them standing at the kitchen sink, unloading the groceries, and mopping the floor. They're "mom," not Alexandra or Sophia or Juliette. They're the women who haggle over the price of yard sale items and nag their kids to clean their rooms, not people who contemplate Kierkegaard.
"Yet I know in my own life, the restless gale of desire is never quieted. After a long day of work, traffic, soccer practice, and dirty laundry, I fall into bed and hear the words of songs that once inspired me. I see the constellations of Andromeda and Orion. And I want more than I have. When morning comes, I go through my routine like Walter Mitty, thinking of things that aren't. I don't have the luxury of indulging these thoughts, though, so I harness myself to the proverbial plow and work...
"Children show us how to exalt in monotony - how to find God in the here and now. G. K. Chesterton observed, "It is possible that God says every morning, 'Do it again,' to the sun. And every evening, 'Do it again' to the moon. It may not be automatic necessity that makes all daisies alike. It may be that God makes all daisies separately, but has never gotten tired of making them." "