Unappreciated !

I have talked about women for the past few weeks and have emphasized time and again that women do not get enough appreciation for all that they do. Well today again continuing with the theme I talk about the unappreciated and under estimation of women.

 Instead of writing about all the great things women are doing the world over I decided to go with the building blocks of our world – Mothers.
Yes, the lady that makes us all what we become, beyond the education, the degrees, the accolades and the big projects and the winner at the top. 

Our Mom’s who instill the virtues and vices within each of us.
Today I share a message doing rounds on Whats app urging all of to appreciate the hard work mothers put it trying to raise us right.
I overheard this conversation at the counter waiting for my turn
The officer at the driving license counter asked the lady, what is your occupation?
The woman seeking renewal of her license seemed to be puzzled.
So the officer said, maam, are you employed….have your own business or…
The woman replied oh, yes!! I have a full time occupation. I am a mother.
Officer: We don’t have mother as an option for occupation. I will write it down as housewife. That takes care of all questions.
This had happened long ago, and was forgotten. Years later when I went to get my license, the public relations officer was a somewhat pompous woman.
What is your occupation?  She asked in a rather authoritative tone. I just had an inspiration and replied I am a researcher in the field of child development, nutrition and inter-personal relationships.
The lady officer stared at me in amazement. I calmly repeated my statement, and she wrote it down verbatim. Then, unable to conceal her curiosity, she politely asked, what exactly do you do in your profession, Maam ?
I was feeling good about having described my occupation so calmly and confidently. So I replied, my research projects have been going on for a number of years (mothers never retire!!).
My research is conducted in the laboratory as well as in the field. I have two bosses. (One is god and the other is my entire family).
I have received two honors in this field (a son and a daughter). My topic is considered to be the most difficult part of sociology (all moms will agree!!).
I have to work more than 14 hours every day. Sometimes even 24 hours are not enough and the challenges are tougher than many other professions. My compensation is in terms of mental satisfaction rather than money. I could see that the officer was thoroughly impressed.
After completing the licensing formalities, she came to the door to see me off. This new viewpoint about my occupation made me feel much better on my way back home. I was welcomed by my 5 year old research assistant at the door. My new project (my 6 month old baby) was energetically practicing her music.
I had earned a small victory over the governmental red tape today. I was no longer merely a mother. Instead I was now a highly placed functionary in a service vital for mankind – Motherhood!!
Mother; – isn’t it a great title. Fit to be added to the nameplate on the door!!
 By this standard, Grandmothers deserve to be called Senior Research Officers, and Great Grandmothers qualify as Research Directors. Aunts and other ladies of that age group can be called Research Facilitators.
Please Share This With All Mothers, Grandmothers, Great Grandmothers, All Husbands, Fathers!!

Our mothers not only work for us when they are telling us, grooming us and teaching us but also when we just sit by her knee watching her and sharing love.

Go and do it right now and  remind her of what a marvelous person she is.
So did you appreciate your Mom today?

Through the month of April I am writing  along with over 2000 participants for the A to Z Challenge and the Ultimate BlogChallenge. My theme for the Alphabet Challenge is WOMEN. Her multi-dimensional, multi-talented, multi-tasking avatars. The good, the bad and the ugly; everything you wanted to find out about women and what makes them tick!!  

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