So I was informed the other day that the family will be descending upon my house for Mother's Day brunch this May. Okay. No prob. I was a little surprised at the proclamation. Oddly enough I thought I should have been consulted in this decision, what with it being my house and all. It's not that I mind, and had I been asked the answer would have been yes either way, but still, it's the principle of the matter. A courtesy, as it were. But here's the kicker. While I’m being told that the brunch was at my house, I was also given the reason.
We're having it at your house because you're the only female in the family that isn't a mother.
Riiiight. Okay. So thanks for inviting yourselves over and making me feel like a second class citizen in the process because I chose to do something different with my life other than spew forth a spawn from my loins. Thanksssss.
It's funny, no matter how many times someone says they are okay with the decisions and choices you made, even if they are maybe a little out of the norm of what society expects, and no matter that they tell you they think you did the right thing, when it comes right down to it, you really don't have the same standing as a woman in their eyes if you haven't had a child. You can always tell by the side comments they slide in there. The ones they claim innocence over when you call them on it. The ones where they tell you that you're being too sensitive and that's not what they meant at all. Yet their denial is never enough to disguise the truth. That whether or not you are married and have children is the yard stick your life is measured by if you don't own a penis. And if you didn't, well I guess you're not a real woman then.
Right. Well I'll just turn in my vagina and be on my way then.
Arrrrggghhhh....I better stop now. I feel a rant coming on and I don't have the time before I have to leave for work to let loose. Suffice to say, it's a pet peeve the way one gets treated when they buck society's norm and have the audacity not make full use of their womb.