I have never understood the interest in polygamy. Perhaps my opinion would differ if I had a penis and had the prospect of multiple sex-partners before me. But as a woman, I just.don't.get.it.
Which is why my Brownie "husband" makes me want to tear my hair out.
My daughter's Brownie troop is very small, and one of the girls lives with her dad. I have known her family since 2007 when she and N were in preschool together. The past five years have been ones of turmoil for this girl, although she seems to handle it remarkably well. Suffice it to say, her mother abruptly left her father and due to a whole slew of soap-opera like circumstances, he has full custody of the kids.
Now I know of plenty of single mothers. I don't for a minute think these women have it easy, but I also know that women are generally more "with the program" than our male counterparts. Men can do great things, but given their evolutionary history as hunters, they are simply ill-equipped to handle the multitudinous tasks that a "mom" generally oversees. Honestly, how many men do I witness in the grocery story calling their wives/girlfriends for assistance? I don't see this same thing amongst the female shoppers.
I digress.
This dad, I believe, does the best he can given the hand he was dealt. He tries really hard. And so I try to be charitable, to help out within the parameters of troop leader as I can because I think he does appreciate it, and I think his daughter needs as much stability and follow-through as she can get.
But it sometimes feels like I have another man to nag (in addition to D) without the benefit of a paycheck being brought home, honey-do things being done, a warm body in bed at night.
Just someone else to text and remind, "Be there at 7:30" or "Be sure to bring the vest."
Someone else to wait on while they are running late.
Someone else to shake my head at and wonder, "Why did he do that???"
Which is why my Brownie "husband" makes me want to tear my hair out.
My daughter's Brownie troop is very small, and one of the girls lives with her dad. I have known her family since 2007 when she and N were in preschool together. The past five years have been ones of turmoil for this girl, although she seems to handle it remarkably well. Suffice it to say, her mother abruptly left her father and due to a whole slew of soap-opera like circumstances, he has full custody of the kids.
Now I know of plenty of single mothers. I don't for a minute think these women have it easy, but I also know that women are generally more "with the program" than our male counterparts. Men can do great things, but given their evolutionary history as hunters, they are simply ill-equipped to handle the multitudinous tasks that a "mom" generally oversees. Honestly, how many men do I witness in the grocery story calling their wives/girlfriends for assistance? I don't see this same thing amongst the female shoppers.
I digress.
This dad, I believe, does the best he can given the hand he was dealt. He tries really hard. And so I try to be charitable, to help out within the parameters of troop leader as I can because I think he does appreciate it, and I think his daughter needs as much stability and follow-through as she can get.
But it sometimes feels like I have another man to nag (in addition to D) without the benefit of a paycheck being brought home, honey-do things being done, a warm body in bed at night.
Just someone else to text and remind, "Be there at 7:30" or "Be sure to bring the vest."
Someone else to wait on while they are running late.
Someone else to shake my head at and wonder, "Why did he do that???"
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