Should You Call Him Back???
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| Reina Says: Throw Off Your Curse! |
| p.2 Mommy's Boys |
| p.3 Real Men Don't Need Mommying |
| p.4 What Are You If You're Not His Mommy? |
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Women have a curse laid upon them.
This curse drives men away ... and makes the ones they do marry rue the day they proposed.
As women get older, the curse grows worse and worse.
Soon, no one wants to be around them except children and needy friends and elderly parents.
The sex dries up. Marriage turns to comfortable companionship. Hugs replace saucy kisses. Women forget that things were any different, that they were once desired rather thanneeded.
It is, indeed, a terrible curse, but it's one that you CAN break. I'll tell you how. But you have to promise me one thing:
That you'll do your best to stop it.
Promise?
Good.
So are you ready to know what it is?
Do you think you might suspect already?
The curse of womanhood is...
MOMMYING.
Women are Born to Baby Men
Those wonderful maternal genes that make us such good caretakers are like a knife below a man's balls.
(Sorry for the gruesome image - it's accurate, though!)
Women cannot help wanting to nurture, feed, cuddle, and baby all living beings. It's just our nature.
And there's nothing wrong with that! It's the essence of femininity, in fact.
We are the creators of life. If it weren't for women, children would be left to run in the streets, elderly parents would waste away alone in homes, hospitals would be short of nurses, and pizza and pretzels would be standard dietary fare.
Am I right?
Women organize and take care of the world.
But the problem comes when we turn our nurturing talents onto the man in our life.
We make his lunch. We feed him his favorite treats. We make sure his clothes are washed. We remind him of appointments. We urge him to take better care of himself. We explain better ways to deal with his problems. We encourage him to do more with his life. We criticize him when he slobs out, drinks too much, or hangs out with the wrong crowd.
In short, we MOMMY him.
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