Musings Of A Mother - A Write Up by Juliet Yaa Asantewaa Asante

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Musings Of A Mother - A Write Up by Juliet Yaa Asantewaa Asante

Today I watch my daughters step out and I wonder how they will do... for In my world... 

I once said to myself, I will be the best that I can be and one day I will meet that man...

That man who will jump for joy and pride that he met a woman who could strive to be a partner in the true sense of the word... 

a woman who can go out and achieve her best and not make her man feel that being her best diminishes him in some way...

A woman who can also come home and be a woman... with a man who feels confident enough to understand that at the end of the day, He is the man... seems simple... 

... a woman he will be proud to show to his friends, as an extension of himself... 

Once upon a time, I imagined that I too, will meet that man...

But my mother didn’t tell me...

Or maybe she forgot to tell me...

And so I lie... and so I lie to my daughters

I lied?...

I lie... every day I lie...

I forget to tell her that her dad wanted me to be a housewife too, even though I had a degree and wanted to work...

And so I lie... 

I tell her she can have it all! Brains and slay! Brains and hardwork! Beauty and hardwork!

 I tell her, she can one day be an executive, be a good wife and mother and look like she  just got out of the Kardashian mansion to boot... all whiles supporting her man to be the best that he can be... which man wouldn’t want this... 

I tell her it is not about him... it is about her! I tell her that the worthy man will cherish her just as she cherishes him...

I lie...

but maybe I lied because it is my world... and maybe; just maybe this will stay my world...

For In the world, I am Black and I am a woman...

In my world, I am a woman... and should remain a woman...

In my world, the more helpless I am, the better a man will feel... 

And oh, I forgot to add that almost every man I have met since her dad, secretly wished same...

In my world, men tell me they forget that I am a woman... sometimes... 

when you figure out what that means, tell me please...

I am told that I can’t be both pretty and smart... that it is wrong to strive to take care of myself...

In my world, a man only feels confident when he pays the bills...

He lies awake at night wondering how the hell he got so unlucky to end up with a woman like me...

His friends got way better deals than he did...

In my world, his balls live in his pocket... 

... and his eyes are constantly engaged in a comparative  analysis of the size of my behind and front leanings... ( and only if similar focus was placed on the development of my cortex)

... and I do fall short many times to be honest...but I reckon I just couldn’t carry any more even if I tried! Besides we come in different packages and that too is beautiful...

In my world... to be a woman I must be helpless and wait to be taken care of... 

How do I break this news to my beautiful, smart daughters... 

and God too has a wicked sense of humor...

He gave me all girls... 

 and maybe, just maybe...

... even my world will change!

#TheMusingsOfAMother

PS: I have been told to practice being more submissive... in my world 

 luckily I never stop learning and so I continue to learn more about this beautiful thing called ‘submission’

... and to think that i have been living with her all these years...

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