Friday, April 13, 2012

She's Never Worked A Day In Her Life!

Most of us women in the lower socio-economic classes knew exactly what Hillary Rosen meant when she said this about Ann Romney. Of course, we all know that being a mother is work, especially if you have five kids. Hillary should have added the phrase "outside the home" because I've done it both ways and raising children while also fulfilling a commitment to a job is a lot harder path and that's a indisputable fact, especially when, even with that paycheck, you can still barely make ends meet.

Because we all know is that being a mother is harder when you have to stuff a cranky toddler into a snowsuit at 6:00 a.m. in order to drop them off at the daycare center so you can get to work yourself in time to punch the time clock. And being a mother is harder when your son needs to get to Little League practice by 4:00 and you don't get off until 5:00 and anyway, you're stressed because the damn car is acting up again and you aren't going to have the money out of this paycheck to replace the alternator and you sure don't have that second Cadillac to fall back on. And being a mother is harder when your teenager begs you for an Ipod like all the other kids have and the budget is already so tight....but hell, you'll get the Ipod and do without the shoes you were planning to buy yourself. And being a mother is harder when you're bone-weary from typing letters all day and now there's dinner to fix and laundry to wash and dishes to be done before you can collapse. And being a mother is harder when you're torn because one of the kids is sick but you'll get written up if you miss anymore work.

Let's face it, folks, being a mother, even of five sons, is a hell of a lot easier when you have $250 million to be a mother with. I think what Hillary meant, more than that Ann never had to work a day in her life, is that Ann never had to worry a day in her life. She never had to call the bank and cross her fingers that there was enough in her account to make the house payment (or in Ann's case, house payments if, in fact, there are mortgages on any of the Romney homes). She never had to wonder how in the heck she was going to come up with enough to pay the car insurance (or in Ann's case, many car insurances). She never had to wander through the grocery store, adding machine in hand to try to decide if she could afford both bananas and strawberries, roast beef and chicken.

Presumably, a woman as rich as Ann Romney wasn't trapped in the house all day, every day with five boisterous kids. What do you want to bet that there was a nanny or an au pair or at least a regular babysitter so that Ann could still have a life of her own beyond being a mother?

Ann says she's faced hardships and we know she has, having once been diagnosed with multiple sclerosis, which is now in remission. That must have been truly frightening and difficult but let's face it, even the most awful situations are made easier to bear with money. Ann never had to be concerned that she'd reach the limits of her major medical and be denied further coverage by her insurance company. She never had to deal with the prospect of the deterioration of her health without knowing that round-the-clock care would be available so she could remain in her home....and it wouldn't be her family who had to provide for all her intimate needs. And Ann at least knew that she and Mitt could afford any and all state-of-the-art medical care for the treatment for her illness.

So, you know, the gasping in horror by the right-wingers at the very implication that poor Ann Romney hasn't struggled and suffered and worked her fingers to the bone just like all those gals who run punch presses and answer phones and deliver food and empty bed pans, all while also raising children, and stressing over how to pay the bills is just plain ridiculous.

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