Flash forward to now. I go to the 3 grocery stores every week and some how (yes it is a miracle) manage it all by myself. I am always pleasantly surprised when someone offers me their cart or takes mine so I don't have to sprint to the cart return and back to my baby, but I not longer expect it. I don't notice if anyone is looking at me, and have realized that absolutely no one, especially all the moms of 2+ in the store, is pitying me and my one easy as pie baby.
This along with something someone said on Sunday got me thinking about my capabilities. She said, "If we women didn't do what we do, who would?" Now I am not saying that my husband/men are incapable, or that he wouldn't clean the house or the bathroom. He is an amazing man and does so much for me. However, I realized that I do so many things because they have to be done. I do them by myself, because, yeah, my mom isn't there to hold my hand, and she shouldn't be. I have a lot of things that I don't like to do or don't want to do, but because I am a mother and wife and I am responsible for another human being, I just do what needs to get done.
I am beginning to feel a kinship with the pioneer women because, although my challenges are different, we all do what needs to be done to the best of our ability.