Defining Womanhood

Women are notorious for being confusing, and it's no wonder. We say something but mean something else, don't say something which definitely means we're saying something, and say part of something in hopes that the rest will magically be figured out. One word sums this up, expectations! I don't know how many times I've wanted to tell my husband how I feel but think, no way! He is an all powerful mind reader who should know how I'm feeling about this and take the best course of action to make me feel better. "Darling wife, I know you have been with our daughter all day. Please let me spend the evening bathing and rocking her while you put your feet up and relax." "Whitney Dearest, since we have been apart so much this week, let's spend the day together with no distractions." That was a fun little daydream, now back to reality. This is not how it works ladies. There is a word to describe these types of thoughts. Selfish! You heard me right...

Kids are always in a hurry to grow up. They can't wait to drive, go on dates, get a job, get married, etc. While I wanted those things, I have never been in a hurry to get any older. It's a Peter Pan syndrome of sorts, and while I am still young in the grand scheme of life, I have already hit the point where I hate birthdays. I almost cried on the morning of my twentieth birthday because I had to officially say goodbye to my teenage years and hello to a deteriorating life of responsibility, old age, and death. (Hey, I never said I'm not dramatic at times.) At 21, I argued with the eye doctor that I could see just fine and did not need glasses. At 23, I had a bike wreck which took days to recover from instead of hours. At 24, my knees and back began to hurt if would stand for too long. Now at 26, I seem to have lost half of my brain cells and memory after having a baby. I have always been able to do anything I set my mind to, but I can see that as I age things are going to g...