Emotional Women

Several years ago it worked out that my four sisters and I (and possibly even my mom) were all seeing the same Ob/Gyn. He is a very nice man and a good doctor. He is very nonchalant, and that makes those "special" visits a little easier, sometimes. Other times, his nonchalance could be upsetting. Several of the women in our family suffer from varying degrees of depression and anxiety (some stemming from thyroid disease, others from who knows what). One afternoon my younger sister was in his office trying to talk to him about some very difficult times she was having, feeling quite depressed. He sighed and said in his somewhat monotone voice, "Well, you do come from a long line of emotional women."

We have always laughed at that. But it is true. And the line just keeps getting longer.

Let me present Exhibits A, B, and C. All three photos were taken within a period of two minutes.

Exhibit A:
Deedle is told that it is not her turn to get the water for the dog.

Exhibit B:
Deedle demonstrates the injustice of making her wear an older swimsuit to her lessons (the others were not dry). Her problem was, as she described, that the straps just, "start to giggle- giggle down like this." Nobody wants swimsuits with straps that "giggle" down like that, do they? I wondered as I tried to stifle my own.

Exhibit C:
Deedle discovers that if she puts on some thick sports socks then her feet feel very nice in her pink glitter shoes. And mom says, fine, wear pink glitter shoes with socks to swim lessons.

Whew, heaven help me when my daughters hit their teen years!