Imagine you're a chef. Or short order cook. Or even just a hamburger flipper at the local fast food place. Now imagine that nine out of ten hamburgers that you make are rejected, your customers turn up their noses and offer such insults as, "Eww that's GROSS!" "I'll NEVER eat that" and "You know I HATE that!" For some reason you never get fired from you job. Plus, bonus, you can't quit. Sounds like fun, right?
Motherhood (and fatherhood too) is the daily picture of perseverance through trial, discouragement, even pain. (The big revelation to me that the day I gave birth to my children is the BEGINNING of the pain they cause me, not the ONLY day they injure me was a tough one to swallow!) I have so much admiration and respect for mothers who go day in and day out without snapping at their kids, locking them up in a closet and eating a gallon of chocolate ice cream all by themselves. Way to go, all you great moms that I know! (No, I've never locked my kids in a closet. But I HAVE locked myself in my car to get five minutes peace away from them. It only lasted three minutes.)
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