Motherhood is not an overly valued profession. Sad. Really but had I sluffed my children off to be cared for by others from their infancy and continued in my march for the pristine career. I would be much more employable.
Kind of a bugger.
Not in the least my children are healthy well balanced individuals who live lives of tolerance in spite of their very naughty father and his wacky beliefs. I would like to stick that on my resume. That I have kept children sane and off drugs when a week with their father should by all means have driven them very quickly to both, probably at the same time.
So rejection is in the eye of the beholder.
I choose to take my rejection letter with a spot of rum and a side of exercise.
Cheers
No comments:
Post a Comment