The Joys of Motherhood....

Today, GranMary read me this little story that a friend emailed her. I thought that I would share it with you all. I think that you will get a laugh out it.


A women, renewing her driver's license at the County Clerk's office was asked by the woman recorder to state her occupation. She hesitated, uncertain how to classify herself.
"What I mean is," explained the recorder, "do you have a job or are you just a....?"
"Of course I have a job," snapped the woman. "I'm a Mom."
"We don't list 'Mom' 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, this time at our own Town Hall. The clerk was obviously a career woman, poised, efficient and possessed a high sounding title like, "Official Interrogator" or "Town Registrat."
"What is your occupation?" She probed.
What made me say it? I don't 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 pronoucement was written, in bold, black ink on the officail questionnaire.
"Might I ask," said the clerk with new interest, "just what do 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, (first the Lord and then 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 careeers and the rewards are more of a satisfaction rather than just money."
There was an increasing note of respect in the clerks 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 Mom." 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"

Hope you ejoyed this as much as I did.

~Blair~

Psalm 30:4-5

"Sing praise to the LORD, you saints of HIS,
and give thanks at the remembrance of HIS holy name.
For HIS anger is but for a moment,
HIS favor is for life;
Wheeping may endure for a night,
but joy comes in the morning."

~Triumph Perseverance Bradrick~

Born to Peter and Kelly Bradrick on July 9th, 2007
Time: 6:30 pm
Weight: 7 lbs 11 oz
Length: 21 in.

80 Blessed Years

~1928~



~2007~


We love you GranMary!

Happy 4th of July!

What is the 4th without watermelon?

Life is a bowl of cherries

The beauty of God's world

Then God said, "Let the earth bring froth grass, the herb that yields seed, and the fruit tree that yields fruit according to its kind, whose seed is in itself, on the earth"; and it was so. And the earth brought forth grass, the herb that yields seed according to its kind, and the tree that yields fruit, whose seed is in itself according to its kind. And God saw that it was good.
~Genesis 1:11-12~