I always knew being a mother would take incredible skill and stamina.
I knew my endurance would be tested beyond imagination and I would have to dig deep within my personal knowledge and resources to develop highly important problem-solving strategies.
I knew the functionality and the efficiency of the household was going to depend on me.
I knew posterity depended on my ability to pass on these skills to my highly intelligent offspring so they could function with success and brilliance in the broad world around them.
I didn’t know some of motherhood skills were so highly-advanced and so incredible, these feats could not be attempted or accomplished by the father of the household.
I didn’t know how hard it would be to instruct on this technically-advanced talent.
I didn’t know that some skills would be impossible to be passed on and would be borne and used by
And, as I was devastated to discover when this truck drove by – professional help is NOT available.