Around the time I got to high school I started getting more and more home responsibilities, from cooking to cleaning and babysitting. I had very little free time, my mother was focused on teaching me how to run a house.

Move forward twenty years, I got married. My husband is the CEO of a Midwest personnel company. My first clash with him was changing my name. I had to change my name, or give up on the marriage. My second clash came about having children, that is 100% on me. He wants children with me, never mind that he has three with his ex. Third clash was housekeeping. Once married it fell 100% on me. He never said it, but I felt it. Barefoot and pregnant in the kitchen.

I'm over it now, it is my burden to bear. I would never return my children, I could really use full time help at home. I have applied all my management skills to running my home, but I resent being the one that has to clean the toilets. Never liked doing it for my mother I do not like doing it in my home. My name? How do I explain my name. For 34 years I had one name, my name. Then whap, I have a new name. I now use it, but I miss my given name, I don't like the description maiden name.

Everything my mother made me do I do now. Including changing diapers. It's my season.