Cooking and Cleaning and C(K)ids(?) OH MY!!!

I recently got in contact, well was contacted BY, an old friend that I have known since I was a wee little 6 year old that was surprisingly less awkward than me now. I was happy to hear from her and even more happy when she sent me a link to her blog…….and a blog for all the girls we went to school with? Apparently you have to be married to join this special little club; I assume that because I talk to more than one of the girls who are a part of this and I have never even HEARD that people were in contact so often, let alone BLOGGING together. I guess they didn’t know how much I love the blogging world? Or MAYBE I am right and you have to be married. But my lack of invitation to the "girls dinners" and holiday parties and baby announcement slash showers and hospital visits isn’t what I am thinking about right now…it’s the domestic goddess façade that is clearly abundant in all of their blogs. Their “about me” descriptions are all the same, just copy and paste names. “I met my sweetheart and BEST FRIEND (make sure everyone knows how HAPPY we are to have met and gotten married at 20 and we are BEST FRIENDS so you know we never fight or anything) my first year of college (insert name of local religious university here) and we dated for a year before we got married in *insert name of religious temple here* and now have FIFTYBAZILLION KIDS!!”. Okay so not the kids part; most of them only have 2 (?!). The titles of their blogs range from A-Z….in last names that is. “The Blabberdies” “The OMGYOUMAKEMECHOKE’s Blog!” etc etc and there are a gillion photo’s of their house and children and details about what meals they make for Christmas or how their husband is so successful and they thank their savior for blessing them so “she” can be a stay at home mom.

After three blogs I started to wonder what gene I missed out on or what pill I never took because this isn’t what I wish my life was. Sure I would love to have a husband someday and I want to make a beautiful baby or two but will I have to sacrifice my own identity for it? Will I have to proudly announce to the whole world that I love my husband’s last name and 3 years later still like to call myself Mrs. Joeblowyourself instead of by my first name? I hope not because it was just sad. It wasn’t sad that they only have their kids to talk about but it IS sad that they are all wonderfully brilliant women who graduated with honors who never utter one word about their own desires or talents and never post any pictures of something that does not portray themselves as PERFECT. Because that is what we are supposed to be when we grow up. A mom, a wife, a cook, a maid, you know, all those things that perfect women do. WE ALL NEED TO BE PERFECT OR HOW WILL WE GET TO THE CELESTIAL KINDGOM??? Our Heavenly Father wants us to respect our husbands as the ultimate patriarch and never question his rules…..I mean decisions EVEN THOUGH THEY AFFECT ALL OF US!

Obviously I have issues with A)Being a wife and nothing else the rest of my life B)Trading in my stilettos and $300 jeans for pink pajama pants and C)Mormons.