In this serio-comedic monologue, PATRICIA talks to a younger woman about getting married, becoming a mother and raising kids.
Patricia: Three kids. Three. Two, four and six about to be seven. Three. And now…four. One more on the way to make four. Four, four.
I don’t think I’m going to make it.
We didn’t plan on number four…we didn’t plan on number three either…or two, or one in fact.
The more lack of planning we do, the more kids we seem to have. Fact. Four. Bam, bam, bam, bammo.
Parents usually say to newly weds the infamous question, “When are you going to have a baby?” “When are you going to start a family?” “When are you having kids, kids, kids?”
When the days are bad they are really bad and when the days are good they are really good. That’s the truth.
Having children is difficult. It’s hard and you need to be tough. Having more than one and you deserve some kind of a Mom Award. There should be…an award, for us Mother’s. Right? Not like a trophy but like a holiday award, like a prize. Just to regain and collect our sanity. A voucher we get to use when we need it most!
I love my children more than life itself. Don’t misunderstand me. My kids are my life. I do go through phases where I wish to return back to my former self, when I was independent and free and didn’t have a care in the world.
Enjoy those days. Don’t rush into marriage and motherhood until you are ready. You will know when you know…and plan.
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