It is a job that earns no salary. There are no prospects for promotion or for bonuses. There are few, if any, holidays. One is rarely thanked, hardly ever acknowledged, and often criticized. It is a job that lacks prestige in the eyes of the world, and is often done alone, with great economic hardship and little support.
Who would do it? It would take a hero to do a job like this.
The job is motherhood, and can I say, we do not value it enough, nor do we give mothers the recognition they deserve. In fact, the Australian Government is putting measures in place to get women to leave the home and work sooner, meaning that more and more children will come home to an empty house after school each day, that is, if they do come home right away.
Yet we should be realising after hearing endless news reports of young people who have surprised their parents with sudden violent, suicidal or murderous behaviour, that we need more parents who will be willing to
be with their children through the important formative years of childhood and adolescence. Parents of children who have, to cite some recent examples, made a pact to commit suicide with a friend, assaulted innocent people as part of a gang, or who have gone to school with a gun and murdered dozens of classmates, these parents most often say 'I had no idea what was going on in their head that made them do this'. In other words, they simply do not know what is really happening in the private, inner world of their son or daughter.
Why? Largely because parents are absent. Young people often come home to an empty house, out of the supervision of their parents for hours on end. They walk out the door to 'go out' at night, and don't return until the early hours of the morning. Who knows what they do when they're 'out there'? They sit in their room surfing the internet, and who knows what sites they are visiting or who they are chatting to (their parents certainly don't, they're too busy vegging out on the couch after a hard day's work).
Don't get me wrong, I'm not completely blaming parents (although I do think parents need to consider working less hours and going without to prioritise raising their children). The fact is, society and the government are putting more and more pressure on parents to work at the expense of their family. My own mother, who wants to raise her 12 year old son to be a responsible, decent person, is getting pressure almost weekly from the Government to go out and work because her son is deemed to be old enough to be by himself when he is not at school. But she wants to be there for him when he comes home from school, not to have him wandering the streets and getting into trouble. This choice, however, is simply not valued.
Another important pressure on parents is peer pressure. Motherhood is not valued as an occupation; I see it all the time. People ask my mother, 'So, what do you do?', and when she says 'I'm at home', or 'I look after the kids', she gets all sorts of looks and comments as if motherhood is not as good as being a secretary or a teacher or one of the other professions.
Don't people realise that 'the hand that rocks the cradle rules the world'? Don't they realise that if no one is there to rock the cradle, society eventually suffers big-time? Our society forces mothers back to work at its own peril.
I just want to salute mothers today. I value you. No one should force you to leave your children for work and risk them getting in with the wrong crowd. People should stand and applaud you for what you do.
Her children respect and bless her; her husband joins in with words of praise: "Many women have done wonderful things, but you've outclassed them all!"(Proverbs 31:28-29).
And I challenge you, reader, to value the mothers around you. When someone says they stay at home with the kids, tell them how valuable and precious their job is. Give them a pat on the back. Don't allow people to pull them down because they've made the tough choice to be at home.
Labels: children, crime, government, heroes, job, mothers, peer pressure, values, work
Yesterday my mum and I donated blood for the first time, as part of an effort by the churches in my city to double the city's blood donation level for the year. Because it's my first time, I even got a free sticker (apart from the free drinks, free food and free lollies that were available for the taking). 
