"No ordinary work done by a man is either as hard or as responsible as the work of a woman who is bringing up a family of small children; for upon her time and strength demands are made not only every hour of the day but often every hour of the night. She may have to get up night after night to take care of a sick child, and yet must by day continue to do all her household duties as well; and if the family means are scant she must usually enjoy even her rare holidays taking her whole brood of children with her. The birth pangs make all men the debtors of all women. Above all our sympathy and regard are due to the struggling wives, for the lives of these women are often led on the lonely heights of quiet, self-sacrificing heroism."
- Theodore Roosevelt
And now a parable.
Long ago in a Porch Indian Tribe 3 young women were talking amongst themselves about their troubles. None of the three were able to have children and they were all miserable about it. After some debate they finally decided they would all go see the medicine man together and ask if could help them.
When they spoke to the medicine man and told him about their problem... what he had to say surprised them. The old man explained that he did in fact have medicine that would work for them... but it had a cost. He told the women if the medicine worked... they would go insane. He then sent them away... refusing to hear their answers. He told them to think about it for a night and come and tell him their answers in the morning.
The next day the three young women came to see him. When the old man ask for their answers... two of the women said yes. But the third said she couldn't risk such a thing. So the old man gave the two women the medicine and sent them away.
Mere weeks later both young were with child... and months after that... new babies arrived.
When the babies were a few weeks old all three ladies came to see the medicine man again. They asked... "when will the madness come?" He stood a moment and examined them. Then he said, "its already started. Look at you. You can't stand still. You sway back and forth like a sick horse. And you are making crazy "goo goo" sounds. What kind of sane adult makes "goo goo" sounds. Its ridiculous. Those babies have already made you insane."
The young mothers laughed as they finally understood. They thanked the old man and left.
But the third woman was not laughing. She said, "I didn't know that's what you meant. If I had known that I would've taken the medicine too. Give me the medicine"
But the old man looked sadly at her and said, "No. It is to late. They made their choice and you made yours. They chose to sacrificed themselves for the child. The loved their children even before they were born. You love yourself."
And then the old medicine man sent her away.