It was my first name before my current state because naturally, I had aspirations and goals but that “power suit” of an aspiring lawyer has since been traded for the “spit-up” stained tee of a stay at home Mum. I had a lot of thinking to do after moving to the States and having to take a job that will “bring my resume up to date” thereby giving it the much needed entries to “reflect” living here. I had even more thinking to do per the said job, its requital and the prospect of having my girls being minded by someone else whilst doing it. Money, the bible says, answereth all things. Enough said!
Don’t feel sorry for me, that is not the motive, please. I am in love with being a homemaker and love my family truckloads but for crying out loud, conflicts abound all over, doesn’t it? I primarily do the “womanly” duties – seeing to the girls, cooking et all as our culture demands but find my two cents is still expected in the piggy bank as our adopted culture provides. The conflict, for me, is if our culture allows me to stay home doing whatever I do whilst being provided for and relieved of all responsibilities other than that which I do. Why then is a part of it grabbed with both hands and another not relevant for where we presently reside?
*Tuts*! I really wonder where this P31 woman lives, Ghana or Canada? All I know is the Bible is the same regardless of one’s zip code. Hmmm!
I am still ambitious (after all I haven’t applied to have my middle name changed) as I still crave to be a great big success but I am currently into nurturing and taking care of my family front than the career. Pray tell, hopefully, you won’t be resentful later, I hear you thinking? This is the difference between the laddette who’s trying not to achieve anything and myself; ideas are still cooking on a back burner, somewhere, so no cause for alarm. For now though, I’m convinced that though the P31 woman is in me somewhere, she, for the most part, lives in the Bible, between houses 10 and 31.