Monday, August 5, 2013

Sometimes I Wonder

Sometimes, after a long day alone with my young children, I wonder what life as a mother would have been like a long, long time ago, when we were cavepeople. 

While it certainly sounds unpleasant to cook squirrel meat over a fire, hide from wooly mammoths, bathe in a cold river, and make clothes out of coyote fur, what sounds appealing is the cavemama communal living.  Maybe the phrase “it takes a village” originated then:  a time when mothers and sisters, aunts and cousins, helped each other with daily child-rearing and cave-hold duties. 

In a world where so many of us find ourselves hundreds of miles from our own mothers and sisters, it’s oddly comforting to picture myself as a cavewoman, stirring a pot of bison stew with my nephews while my sister straps my baby on her back to forage for berries, and my mom potty [bush?] trains my son.   


~Frantic Mama

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