Mothers!

I have a sister-in-law that writes a blog. I like to read her blog as it makes for interesting reading sometimes. She does not know that I read her blog, or that Marni does. We like it like that. She may not like the fact that we secretly read it, and it may change what or how she writes if she new. So it is better this way.
Today she wrote a blog that bothered me. Perhaps I have written blogs that have bothered the readers. If so they are free to comment on them and let me know.
She has a little boy who is almost 2 who is very smart and very cute. She wrote about how bored she gets as a stay at home mom. That did not bother me, I can see how you could get bored sometimes. She then went on to say she would like to find her purpose in life. She also talks about how she wonders how many women would have or could have changed the world if they were not “oppressed” as mothers and were able to get out in the world. She then wrote “What am I supposed to be doing that I am not. What is my big idea that could change not only my life, but those around me. I want to be more than I am.”That makes me sad. I feel sorry for her. She does not realize that as a good mother she can change more lives and improve the world so much more than doing anything else. She does not realize that if she is a good mother to her son, which will surely change her life, and those around her, in such a good way. It makes me sad that the big idea she is looking for, her purpose in life is playing blocks on the living room floor and she doesn’t even realize it. The greatest gift and purpose in her life sleeps in the room right down the hall and she has no idea. I am jealous of mothers. The roll they play, the influence they have on their children, and the time they get to spend with them. It makes me sad to see mothers who have that, and act like they don’t care, or don’t want it