Public notice: Common sense has gone missing

Common sense went missing today. He is well known for his long and harrowing battle against ignorance, which seems to be everywhere now.
Parliament was, and still is, unaware of his departure. Many of it members have yet to meet anything resmbling common sense. The universities, and feminist circles it once helped create, say they have not spoken to common sense in years.
As we seek out our  lost comrade we dwell upon it illustrious and thriving career, the fight for equality, and democracy, and also remember his valiant, though unsuccessful effort to infiltrate the NDP.
Yes common sense is gone, though its absense has been grossly un-noticed by the media, as Lindsy Lohan is posing nude for playboy, and the new Twilight is soon to be released. He will be sought after by his siblings common courtesy, and common decency (who are currently fighting thier own battle against the nursing home crisis) , also his long time friends and colleagues  charity, and compassion. Common senses dearest friend Justice (who is blind) is hoping to help in the seach efforts though he is busy putting out the ever increasing fires of his evil twin Injustice, who is wreaking havoc through-out the world.
Some claim to have seen common sense, though the claimes are being largly ingnored.
Many still cling to the hope that common sense will once again return to Canada though currently no one is holding their breath.

It's not the hardest job in the world

As I sit at my computer, writing on my blog, my kids play together in the living room. I will admit that they will probably make a mess that I will have to help them clean up later, but all and all it is pretty common throughout the day for me to have time to myself. Skip over to my husband, he is a welder who is on his feet all day and more often then not well into the evening, breathing in toxic fumes that will probably, give him cancer later in life. He sets his nose to the grindstone does his job with few complaints, because that is what he is expected to do, to provide for his wife and children. I get "I love you mommy", sweet faces that feel remorse when they have done wrong, and tiny balls of love to cuddle, to my hearts content. While my man trudges through a sea of foul language, blame games, and unreliable coworkers. Now I am not saying that Motherhood is not difficult, when done well it will be painful, as is anything worth the effort. I am not saying that if you at at a really stressful point in your parenting journey, you should just fake your way through it till your only hurting yourself and those around you, But this idea and trend in the world were we as women complain, and whine, like the annoying drip, drip of a leaky faucet is maddening. Sure its tough but come on, when that terrible two year old starts turning over a new leaf, and finally behaving like a normal human being, is there anything more rewarding. how about when they start saying please and thank you without prompting, or when your daughter looks at you and says "Mommy when I grow up I want to be like you", and your four year old son wants to marry you (anything after ten on this one though, you have some issues to need to address). I mean all my husband gets from his job is money. I get so much more. Yes some days are crazy and filled with one thing after another, but I would venture to say that most of the time for most mothers, there are tiny priceless gifts, given from precious little hands, mouths and minds, that are scattered throughout the day. So next time you think of demanding more and more and appreciation as a mother and tread down that wide and seemingly wonderful path of self pity, remember that, that mess you are cleaning up for the tenth time today was made by a child healthy enough to have the energy to to do so, that the kid who sits at the table and picks slowly and grudgingly at his food,is also a child you do not have to watch go without when all you can offer them is empty hands filled with love, as so many mothers around the world are forced to do.Finally the next time you start telling you spouse how difficult and miserable your life is, think twice and maybe thank him for how hard he works to provide for you so you can do, what is without a doubt, the most rewarding job in the world.