Now, for those of you who do not know, I am a full time housewife. I have been the entire time I have been married except for one year when I took a part time job before Bubby was born. This is a decision I made with my husband before our children were born and is my career choice. Yes, I call it a career. I am a chef, maid, laundress, nurse, therapist, gardener, personal shopper, vet, plumber, you name it. Most days, I don't know what day it is because I'm so busy. Which is why it gets my goat when other people put down what I do. I have heard that I don't have my own identity, I couldn't get a job, why don't I get a "real" job, you name it. And I don't understand this mentality. My favorite is that I'm "a slave". I don't judge people by their jobs. Why am I thought to be less because I choose to serve my family? One woman, who is the mom of one of Doodle's friends just made my heart melt when I met her. She is a teacher at one...