The Battle of the Mothers

These two young mothers were strolling by; one poured out her heart as she started to cry.
The other said something that got her so rattled; I stopped to observe, to witness this battle.
Clearly they conversed on being a mother; and louder they spoke, to outdo the other:

The Complaint of the Stay at Home Mother

“A mother like you so I pour out my pain
Yet you stand there and look at me in disdain
Like you, I don’t have a straight nine to five
But how dare you to scoff at me and chastise
My life is so easy? So easy you say!”
Unlike you, I have no eight hour day
The sun and the moon are one in the same
A full time house mother, is my claim to fame

At home I do stay, that choice I did make
Regret it? I don’t, I’ve made no mistake
But understand why when sometimes I moan
My life I don’t have, not one that’s my own
I’m looked at as somebody’s wife and mother,
The caregiver, server, house cleaner, and teacher
I slave to the bone and no thanks I get
My life’s all their own, but yet still they fret

The maid but not paid, still that does not hurt
But people like you who say I don’t work
Trust me when I say that my life is hard
Threatened is my sanity and it I must guard
I’ll say it again, my life’s not a treat
I’d love to see you, take on such a feat”

The Retort of the Working Mother 

“Too tired I am to argue my case
My day unlike yours is one hectic race
It’s true! I feel too much you complain
On deaf ears it falls, your cry is in vain
Your life is not easy on that we agree
Still, not near as hard as it is for me
I see the sun rise, the moon fade away
Story of my life: All work and no play

For me there’s no choice, I must work all day
The bills must get paid, there’s no other way
So if I am harsh when you hem and haw
It’s cause I don’t see what you complain for
You know what my typical day is like?
A rat race, a struggle, an exhausting fight!
The roles that you named, I play them all too
The difference is in—–less time them, I do

I’m looked at as somebody’s wife and mother,
The chauffeur, server, house cleaner, and teacher
But add one more role and pardon my sobs
A woman who balances two full time jobs
For 8 hours each day, I am “employee”
Rush home to the other and work that for free
My mind is ablaze, I always look crazed
A true superwoman, who flies through her days!”

 The Plea of the Onlooker

“I hope you don’t mind if I have my say
Both views I have heard, both roles I have played
At one time I was a stay at home mother
And gave up this role to pursue the other
I agree with you both and the arguments laid
Your points were well taken; both cases well made
So why do we argue on which one does more?
There’s no win or lose here, no one’s keeping score
So let’s help each other and share if we could
As we take on this journey that’s called “Motherhood”

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