As I was studying the back of my bottle of shaving cream (don't ask me why), I saw the words NOT TESTED ON ANIMALS. Why (and how) would anyone shave an animal anyway?
Then I looked at my children's shampoo bottle. It is ophthamologist tested to be tear free. How did they go about testing this? I see visions of children lining up in the laboratory to have the doctor/scientist pour shampoo in their eyes to see if they cry.
Sometimes I ponder why I'm really here....in my home, as a mother and wife and keeper of it. Not in a "did I make the right decision" way. But these thoughts come to me in situations like these:
I am wakened in the night by a tiny cry that grows to not-so-tiny if I delay very long. I pick up my 5-month-old and cuddle him close, then watch him as he gulps down his middle-of-the-night bottle and desperately hope to get back to bed. Am I here to sleep?
I kneel on the bathroom floor, working my way out as I scrub the floor. My two-year-old tries to come in the door. "Mommy, drink!" "Just a minute," I tell him as I take five more. Am I here to mop floors?
I lean to pull a load of laundry out of the dryer and am almost knocked off balance by a bear hug from the back. Annoyed, I tell my five-year-old to "Stop that!" Am I here to do laundry?
I settle into my comfy, nightly spot on the couch to read. The children are all in bed and I can finally have a few moments to myself. Then, I see my 8-year-old's face peer over the banister. "Mommy, I can't sleep." This means she wants to talk. I sigh inwardly. Am I here to read and relax?
I stand at the sink, my hands scrubbing dishes in sudsy water. My husband comes and gives me a hug from behind (yes, my oldest son is like his daddy!). I smile and keep working. Am I here to do dishes?
Just some things I've been thinking about.