Not As Much..

I heard some woman on Sunrise this am harping on about equal pay and woman in high paying exec roles in Aus and how it is less than men etc. etc.

I would like to have my say and that is as my title says woman’s lib sux well at least the having to go to work but does.

As readers of this blog know I have 3 little darlings and with them comes washing and cleaning and homework and reading and……and…. and…….. . As the saying goes a mothers work is never done.

When I was at the vets with our fur chidl(a 9 month old labradoodle) the other day I saw a sign that listed all the specialist jobs a vet does. I think the same pertains to mothers. I am head chef,dietician washer woman, first aide officer, tutor, psychologist, cleaner, hairdresser, policemen,umpire,head detective for lost things, bank that only does withdrawals and I am sure there are other things to add.

I am a jack of all trades and master of none. 

I also work for money 4 days a week. My days start mostly between 5.30 and 6.30am and end about 10.30 -11pm.  And most of the time I am too exhausted to care about what I look like or have any adult friendships

On top of this my job is fairly full on and I often council grieving families.

We pay an extraordinary amount a month in child care bills. Which we continue to pay even if my carer is on holidays or Tilly cant go. Tilly has epilepsy and the rule is if she has a seizure she has to be picked up straight away and then cant return till 24hrs post last seizure. So each day I go thinking I wonder if today I will be able to finish my work. I dont think child care is really set up to support those of us who work. I get good money so I come out ahead, but I wonder how those who don’t earn any money at all and so then what is the point

I don’t really care about equality in the workplace actually I don’t want to work at all! But I must so I do

Being a working mother sux, there is always more to do and no time to do it in. The house is always feral and I feel guilty about leaving the kids and the stuff they miss out on.

I long for the days when woman could stay home and be a mother and a wife. Don’t get me wrong I am glad we can vote and are no longer second class citizens and can work if we want. I just wish we could also not work if we didn’t want to

I also dont feel like mothering is valued anymore. When my oldest turned 1 people around me were shocked and horrified that I wasn’t returning to work.

Sorry if this sounds like winging but I am really @#$% off with the system that says it wants woman to be equal but when it comes down to it there is no real equality.

As deconstructed as my faith has become I still have foundational beliefs. This is the Nicene Creed and it is stuck up on our study wall and I read it most days and it encompasses those foundations.  I thought I would share.

I believe in one God the Father Almighty,

Maker of heaven and earth,

And of all things visible and invisible:

And in one Lord Jesus Christ, the only-begotten Son of God,

Begotten of his Father before all worlds,

God from God, Light from Light, true God from true God  

Begotten, not made,

Being of one substance with the Father,

By whom all things were made;

Who for us men, and for our salvation came down from heaven,

And was incarnate by the Holy Spirit of the Virgin Mary,

And was made man,

And was crucified also for us under Pontius Pilate.

He suffered and was buried,

And the third day he rose again according to the Scriptures,

And ascended into heaven,

And sits on the right hand of the Father.

And he shall come again with glory to judge both the quick and the dead:

Whose kingdom shall have no end.

And I believe in the Holy Spirit,

The Lord and giver of life,

Who proceeds from the Father and the Son,

Who with the Father and the Son together is worshipped and glorified,

Who spoke by the Prophets.

And I believe in the gathering of believers for fellowship 

I acknowledge one Baptism for the remission of sins.

And I look for the Resurrection of the dead,

And the life of the world to come.

Amen

I have had a crap week. On Tuesday morning I became totally overloaded with my life and fell in a heap. 

Why?

My house is a pig sty, my children are feral and I am so tired.  On Monday I had to work in the am and took my 4 year old with me. I rang a particular nursing home and let them know I was coming and bringing her. They said it was fine. Then after I left they rang my boss and complained about me bringing Tilly and other stuff I didn’t do. As a consequence my boss said I cant be paid for that client and I had to write an apology letter which made me feel like a right idiot. Gods quiet still voice seems to be eluding me and I dont know what is the right path for my life.

Anyway I hit rock bottom and just felt like giving up

I posted a please help me on a blog I am part of called rahabskitchen  and the response was fabulous people who dont know me at all, from all over the world  wrote words of encouragement and said they would pray. I have felt better since then so uplifted by their words was I. It was so authentic and beautiful I cried tears of relief and joy for finding them. There were no false Christian platitudes. It was so very nice to be able to share safely and feel loved  So thanks guys you have helped me

Also as usual my lovely hubby hugged and appreciated me like only he can. He always has kind and wise words to say.  He was Jesus with skin on for me that day.

So today,  although nothing has changed I feel quite at peace and calm

I went into my local supermarket yesterday (a place I avoid as much as possible) and there taking up an entire isle was Christmas you know the tinsel and the lolly filled stockings and the decorations and lights etc etc….. They also had Christmas eviro bags the counter, its not even November yet!!!!!!

Have we gone mad? 

Wot ever happened to the simplicity of the stable and the awesomeness of The King being born as a innocent child- No wonder the bible tells us not to decorate trees.

Honestly if the kids wouldnt disown me I would cancel Christmas or am I just being a scrouge?