Beautiful Morning / Belle Matinee
I woke up this morning with the breeze blowing in the window . It’s 55 degrees and just me and my little son. He woke up smiling as he usually does. We cuddled and he breastfed. It was such a beautiful moment, a beautiful morning. I love weather like this. I love my beautiful little boy. It’s such a blessing to have him and feel the love I have for him and the love he has for me. I hope he grows up to be a good man, that is kind to women and his children. Someone who is honorable and moral. Someone who doesn’t bring pain, violence, abuse, and despair into the world. A lot of men are cruel violent, abusive, and callous. I hope better for him. He’s such an angel now of course . I also hope that he is emotionally intelligent and doesn’t think that caring for his own children is only women’s work. It seems like a woman’s job is 24/7 and a man’s job is 9 - 5 plus yard work with weekend’s off. I hope he helps his future wife and is an active contributing partner and parent. That he doesn’t get up on the weekends and immediately start doing whatever he wants like watching videos on the internet or playing video games - instead he feeds the baby or changes his diaper - plays with him, gives him a bath, takes a walk with him, holds him without being asked or asking his wife is there something I could take off your plate today since it’s the weekend. It’s lame that most men wouldn’t even consider to ask their wife that - they just assume everything is her responsibility, all the time. I mean you wanted a baby right? A man that leans into responsibility and hard work. A man that wants to solve your problems. A man that wants to be of service. Not just someone that wants to lead and be a know-it-all when things are easy. A fair weather man that likes you when there are no problems. Masculine men want to be needed, to help you, to give you comfort and fix your problems. They aren’t bothered and overwhelmed by you. They want to help you and try calm you. They don’t ask you what’s wrong only to do nothing to help you. Unfortunately, there are so few men like this. An older woman said to me a couple of days ago: “I don’t wait on a man to do anything because it won’t get done. Don’t you know you’re a woman - you can do anything? Men are just sperm donors.” She said it with a sense of pride, a knowing of the greatness of women, a superiority of ability and perseverance, a hardiness of character or nature rather. I was kind of shocked. I don’t know if that’s true but I do know that they don’t seem to WANT to be or do much else.
Jour Douze.
