This isn't mine-- this comes from the blog Mamalicious--

http://mamalicious216.blogspot.com/

but it about sums up the joys of having kids. I have two myself-- and for the life of me, I can't see who has the time to do all the ostensibly life-fulfilling stuff. We live in a society that has explicitly drained most of the energy from all of us through WORK, and isolated us from each other to really enjoy raising kids.

From Mamalicious;

I used to be an intelligent woman. I was young; I had a zest for life…

And then I had children.

I have become a haggard, old, stupid, impatient woman who can not wait until her children are old enough to get the hell out of the house.

I had children because I felt something deep within me telling me to have children.

I now know this was early onset dementia.

I wish that someone would have told me I’d have to say “Flush the toilet” 10 times a day!

Instead they said “Motherhood is the most fulfilling job you’ll ever have.”

No one ever told me that I have to physically remove my youngest child from bed every morning, get her dressed and out in the door in 5 minutes because no matter how early she goes to bed she never seems to get enough sleep.

Just this morning I had to carry her up a flight of stairs because she refused to get on the bus. 110 lbs of woman carrying a 7 year old wearing winter wear and carrying a backpack and yet I still have to work out.

My oldest child has no internal monologue and insists on narrating entire episodes of Full House. She has thought I was an idiot since the day, when she was 6 months old, that I let her roll of the examining table at the Doctor’s office.

What? God made them soft for a reason, so idiots like me won’t damage them. If she was going to roll off anything it was good that she was at the Doctors!

No one ever told me that I would never eat a hot meal again. After serving them (it is just not worth the mess to let them serve themselves at this point) cutting their food and making sure they use napkins and not their sleeves or the cat, my food is luke warm and I can guarantee that as that first forkful is half way to my mouth someone’s going to say, “Can I have something to drink?”

I never thought I’d have to tell anyone not to drink the bathwater or not to eat the toast crumbs off the butter or salt directly from the shaker. Who knew that anyone would be creative enough to put over ripe bananas on the floor then jump off the chair just to see how far the squished banana would fly? Or that crushing Oreo cookies into the carpet with bare feet could bring forth such joy? Or that you can cut hair with safety scissors?

I love my girls, I do and there is no doubt in my mind that I would walk through hell and back for them but once just once I’d like to be able to use the bathroom with out them walking in on me!

The complaints about Wikipedia are endemic of armchair liberals that don't want to do anything other than analyze and complain about a situation that action could easily remedy.

Wikipedia is constructed by EVERYONE that wants to-- what is interesting is that so much of it (not all) is as accurate as it is. It's very easy to fix the MALE entry with a list of derogatory terms, if you feel slighted by such-- sign up, and do it. JUST DO IT. That's why it is a Wiki. If you don't know what a Wiki is, then read on Wikipedia. Or Google it and read it somewhere. Basically, it's a big, Internet DIY project.

You want the world to be a liberal, sensitive place? Then make it so. Wikipedia is a great, and totally open place to start. Just read the directions and get going. Stop complaining about why you're a victim.

Assuming Kanab or Big Water are cultural bellwethers is about as kooky as can be, and can only be perpetrated by folks with the philosophy "Don't Get off the Interstate." For those that don't know, both Big Water and Kanab are at the edge of Nowhere-- an incredibly beautiful nowhere, mind you-- but Nowhere none the less. They are island communities in a sea of sandstone.

More than anything else, it shows the value of perversity in the classical definition with respect to news value. Come up with a single counter-example that goes against a prevailing theme, even if it comes literally from the edge of the Earth, then, according to the news writer, it must mean something. Yet in the case of Kanab, which is remote, or Big Water, which is even more remote, it probably DOESN'T mean anything.

I remember sitting in a small restaurant in Boulder, UT, not all that far, relatively speaking, from Kanab or Big Water. It was the end of a long day, across a drive that has to be one of the most scenic in the entire world. In the restaurant was a book that detailed the ethnographies of surrounding communities from a historical perspective. One of the communities was known for all the people hanging aesofoedia around their neck-- literally a stinking bag of shit. Sorry, Lynn, it didn't turn into a trend back then-- just like the various bizarre quirks that make up that lonely corner of the world, good or bad with respect to our value judgments, do now.