my aunt sent this to me and i wanted to share it with you.



>
>
> JUST A MOM?
>
> A woman, renewing her driver's license at the County Clerk's office
> was asked by the woman recorder to state her occupation.
>
> She hesitated, uncertain how to classify herself.
>
>
> "What I mean is," explained the recorder,
> "do you have a job or are you just a......?"
>
> "Of course I have a job," snapped the woman.
>
>
> "I'm a Mom."
>
> "We don't list 'Mom' as an occupation, 'housewife' covers it,"
> said the recorder emphatically.
>
>
> I forgot all about her story until one day I found myself in the
> same situation, this time at our own Town Hall.
>
> The Clerk was obviously a career woman, poised,
> efficient and possessed of a high sounding title like,
> "Official Interrogator" or "Town Registrar."
>
>
> "What is your occupation?" she probed.
>
> What made me say it?
> I do not know.
> The words simply popped out.
> "I'm a Research Associate in the field of
> Child Development and Human Relations."
>
> The clerk paused, ball-point pen frozen in midair and
> looked up as though she had not heard right.
>
>
> I repeated the title slowly emphasizing the most significant words.
> Then I stared with wonder as my pronouncement was written,
> in bold, black ink on the official questionnaire.
>
> "Might I ask." said the clerk with new interest. "Just what do you do in
> your field?"
>
>
& gt; Coolly, without any trace of fluster in my voice,
> I heard myself reply,
> "I have a continuing program of research,
> [what mother doesn't)
> in the laboratory and in the field,
> (normally I would have said indoors and out).
> I'm working for my Masters, (first the Lord and then the whole family)
> and already have four credits (all daughters).
> Of course, the job is one of the most demanding in the humanities,
> (any mother care t o disagree?)
> and I often work 14 hours a day, (24 is more like it).
> But the job is more challenging than most run-of-the-mill careers and
> the rewards are
> more of a satisfaction rather than just money."
>
> There was an increasing note of respect in the clerk's voice as she
> completed the form, stood up and personally ushered me to the door.
>
> As I drove into our driveway, buoyed up by my glamorous new career, > I was greeted by my lab assistants -- ages 13, 7, and 3.
> Upstairs I could hear our new experimental model,
> (a 6 month old baby) in the child development program,
> testing out a new vocal pattern.
> I felt I had scored a beat on bureaucracy!
> And I had gone on the official records as someone more distinguished and
> indispensable to mankind than
> "just another Mom." Motherhood!
>
>
> What a glorious career!
> Especially when there's a title on the door.
>
>
> Does this make grandmothers
> "Senior Research assoc iates in the field of
> Child Development and Human Relations"
> and great grandmothers
> "Executive Senior Research Associates"?
> I think so!!!
> I also think it makes Aunts
> "Associate Research Assistants".
>
>
>
>
> Please send this to another Mom,
> Grandmother,
> Aunt,
> and other friends you know.
>
> May your troubles be less,
> your blessings be more
> and nothing but happiness come through your door!
> AMEN!!
> ;
>
>
>
>
> ____________________________________

 

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sarah...
Feb. 1, 2008 at 12:41 PM I love it! I'm forwarding to my mom!

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Nicol...
Feb. 1, 2008 at 12:52 PM That is so funny & so true. Going to work is so much easier than taking care of kids and a house!

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