- 5 years ago
- Wedding: October 2014
I’ve wondered my whole life what was wrong with me. If I was some kind of fossil living in the 21st century.
I always dreamt about my married life, my life as a wife and as a mother, and I’ve always thought that only with a happy house, full with children, would I be happy.
Really. Like that.
I always thought that there was no better job in the world that that of a wife and a mother.
And this doesn’t mean that I’m a dumb girl on the lookout for a husband. I consider myself pretty curious, and eager for knowledge. I love to read, to write and to learn new things every day. I’m studying Literature and Linguistics, but I love (and know a lot about) biology and IT.
However, I’ve always felt that the decision behind the choice of my degree didn’t have to do with a prospective job. It had to do more with my need for knowing about everything. And although I’ve always worked in the area of Literature and Linguistics since my freshman year and, even with the crisis here in Spain, I have been hired by a company before my graduation, I knew deep down that all I wanted was to marry the love of my life and be a MOMMY.
I verbalized this a few times, and I was accused of being sexist and reactionary. “How on earth I, a woman of the 21st century, could think about putting marriage and kids before the pursue of a career?” So I stopped saying it (but not thinking it).
And today, I came upon this article. It supports my view, and it gave me peace of mind. At least, I’m not alone.
I, particularly, love (and feel identified with) this sentence: “The good news here is that a large body of research shows that you will gain more happiness by being married than by having a good job.”
What do you bees think? Am I the only “dinosaur” here?