Just A Mum

Posted by Kelly Flack on Wednesday, April 13, 2011 Under: Inspirational


A  woman, renewing her  driver's licence  ,
was asked by the woman at  Registry to  state her  occupation.

She hesitated,  uncertain how to  classify  herself.  

'What  I mean is, '  explained the woman at Registry,   
'do you have a job  or are you  just a ...?'

'Of course I have a  job,'  snapped the  woman.

'I'm  a Mum.' 

'We don't list 'Mum' as an  occupation,    'housewife'  covers  it,' 
Said   the recorder emphatically. 


I  forgot all about her  story until one day I found  myself    in  the same   situation.  
The  Clerk was obviously a career  woman,  poised,
efficient, and possessed of a  high sounding  title like,
'Official  Interrogator' or 'City   Registrar.'

'What  is your  occupation?' she  probed.

What made me say  it?  I  do not know.   
The  words simply popped out.   
'I'm a  Research Associate in the field  of 
Child Development and Human  Relations.' 

The  clerk paused,  ball-point pen frozen  in midair and
looked up as though   she had not heard  right.  

I  repeated the title  slowly emphasizing the most  significant words.
Then I stared  with  wonder as my pronouncement was  written,
in bold,  black ink on the  official questionnaire.

'Might  I ask,' said  the clerk with new  interest,
'just what you do in your   field?' 

Coolly,  without any  trace of fluster in my  voice,
I heard myself  reply,
'I  have a continuing program of  research,
(what mother doesn't) 
In  the laboratory and in the  field,
(normally I would  have said  indoors and out).  
I'm working  for my  Masters, (the  whole family)
and already  have four  credits (all daughters). 
Of course,  the  job is one of the most demanding in the  humanities,
(any mother  care to  disagree?)
and I often work 14 hours a  day, (24 is  more like it).  
But  the job is more challenging than  most  run-of-the-mill careers and  the rewards  are  more   of a satisfaction rather than just  money.'

There was  an increasing  note of respect in the clerk's voice as  she 
completed the form, stood up and  personally ushered me to the   door

As I drove into our driveway,  buoyed up by my  glamorous new career,
I  was greeted by my lab assistants -- ages  13, 7,  and 3. 
Upstairs I could hear our  new  experimental model,
(a 6 month old  baby) in the child  development  program,
testing out a new vocal  pattern.    
I   felt I had scored a beat on bureaucracy!  
And I had  gone on the official records  as someone more distinguished  and  indispensable to mankind than 'just another  Mum.'     Motherhood!   

What  a glorious  career!   
Especially  when there's a title on the   door.


Does  this make  grandmothers 
'Senior  Research  associates in the field of Child  Development and Human   Relations'
And great   grandmothers
'Executive  Senior  Research Associates? 
I  think so!   
I  also  think it makes Aunts. Associate  Research  Assistants.'



Please  share this with another  Mum,
Grandmother, Aunt and other friends you know.

 
May  your troubles be  less, 
Your laughter  be  more,   
And  nothing but  happiness come through your  door!

This came to me in an email and I couldn't help but share :)

In : Inspirational 


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