For my 21st birthday I went to Geneva, Switzerland (by myself!!)...not for a booze fest but to visit the United Nations...not sure if many of you know this, but...I am a huge geek. I had this dream of working for UNICEF writing global child welfare policy. I was going to travel the globe and save the world's children. Somewhere along the line I got sidetracked and now I am writing weekly behavioral charts to hang on the kitchen wall. Don't get me wrong, I wouldn't change my life or how it turned out I have a great husband and two wonderful little girls. There are a few things, however, that I might tweak a bit...
Back to my 21st birthday in Switzerland. I got this great children's book about the Declaration of Human Rights. It now sits on the girl's bookshelf and Sara occasionally picks it for story time. I am going to refer to that Declaration in defense of my current strike. Which started when several members of our household were joking about how I am the worst mommy ever. I have fed my children breakfast (because the state mandates I do so) and I have stripped MY bed of the pee soaked sheets because leaving them on is just plain gross (I did not pee in it...one of the kids ended up in my bed and of course peed). Other than the bare necessities the "fairy" is not coming today. I am not refilling the soap, changing the toilet paper..it can sit on the side of the tub, I am not grocery shopping, I am not playing, I am not doing dishes, vacuuming...etc, etc...Which will come back to bite me is the ass, because I will end up doing all of this when my strike is over anyway.
According to the Declaration these are my Human Rights that have been violated:
Article 4: No one shall be held in slavery or servitude; slavery and the slave trade shall be prohibited in all their forms. Hmmm..no one can be anyone else's slave? Sara and Anna certainly did not get that memo. They truly believe that I am here to cater to their every whim. Little do they know I am here voluntarily and if I am not mistaken April is National Volunteer month and instead of taking me for granted they should be showering me with appreciation and gratitude...need to work on that one.