"I think the church does a great job telling the youth NOT to have sex until they are married. I think the church does an even better job telling already baby-hungry girls how wonderful motherhood is. So while the young women know they aren’t supposed to have sex until they are married, they also know it’s like the best thing ever to have a baby and they can hardly wait to do it. And they do cute little service projects like making baby quilts for all the newborns in the Ward.
Washing diarrhea out of a small child’s underwear, helping the newly potty-trained child go diarrhea in the toilet, and then cleaning up the small child’s bottom. Yesterday while we were out and about, Caleb had just such an accident. Did anyone prepare me for such messy disasters? Not so much.
Another fabulous idea might be some quick-thinking activities. Church members are great role-players, beginning in Primary. For example, a young woman could imagine she has six children, three of them are 3 and under. She decides to take them to the Aquarium for the day because that’s what a regular Mormon Barbie Housewife would do to stimulate her children and encourage intelligence. A few minutes into the visit, she allows the three older children to wander ahead as long as they stay together. Then, the 3-year old runs after them. Should this young gorgeous mother leave behind the twins and the stroller to snag the runaway? Or should she let the 3 year old wander ahead, praying no one nabs him, while she gathers up the other two babies and their belongings? And how ’bout that diarrhea incident? How exactly does that young mother deal with the mess with the other five children in tow, two of which are sound asleep in their car seats and the other three our busy eating their lunch and the bathroom is across the parking lot in the museum you haven’t paid to enter? Knowing how to make a quilt is great but knowing how to deal with these sorts of situations are invaluable.
The YW’s who think you look so cute pregnant could come over on one of "those days" (laundry day here) where your clothes are either skin butt tight (the equivalence of wearing spandex) or your wearing a mumu with no bra - to see you 6 months after giving birth. They would want to rip their eyes from their sockets, hello. welcome to motherhood - (sexy, what a laugh), disgusting, celulite, fat, huge love handles, saggy boobs, acne, and all.
You know it doesn’t matter how many kids you have… kids are kids… And every family gets at least one “special” child. Mine is called James. I think another suggestion would be to write a term paper (at least 16 to 20 pages), with at least 10 scholarly sources and have a review to turn in online by midnight for a completely different project. While taking care of a child that’s coming out both ends, keeping the other whiny kids occupied during spring break who want to leave the house, trying to keep your "James" from loving (aka dropping or smothering) your baby or better yet... just making sure you don’t forget to feed the baby, as well as prepare a lesson for church callings. Or try getting the 2 year old to unlock the car door in the middle of summer in Arizona. Good times. Motherhood is the best job EVER! - Maren