In countless homes around the world, women are told, without words but through a thousand daily expectations, that their worth is measured by their ability to give. They must do so without pause, without complaint, and without compensation. A woman who slows down is lazy. A mother who says she’s tired is ungrateful. A wife who wants more is selfish. This cruel arithmetic demands that she give it all or be deemed unworthy of love, respect, or rest.
The labor of motherhood is often done within the walls of the home. It is treated not as employment but as an extension of her gender. Cooking is not work. Cleaning is not work. Holding the family together while breaking inside is not work; it’s just what a “good” mom does. This belief makes wives become shadows. It turns mothers into ghosts. It changes women into unpaid workers. This happens in a system that thrives on their silence.
Society does not pay a stay-at-home mom because it does not see her. But if she were to strike, the house would struggle. If she were to stop feeding, wiping, and folding, the house would not withstand it. If she were to stop healing, teaching, and driving, it would struggle further. If she were to stop comforting, the household would face chaos in days. And yet, when she asks for recognition or resources, she is told, “You chose this.” As if her sacrifice were selfish. As if her constant giving were not the very fabric of the home.
Worse still, when things go wrong in a family, it is the woman who bears the blame. A husband with no ambition? She didn’t “push” him enough. No savings? She spent too much. No house? She should’ve been smarter. An alcoholic partner? She should’ve fixed him. A violent one? She should’ve left earlier. The children, too, unknowingly learn this bias. They forgive their father’s absence, failures, or coldness. Yet, they hold their mother accountable for every unmet need. It is as if she alone chose to bring them into the world. As if she got pregnant by herself.
This twisted logic removes accountability from men. It places the burden entirely onto the shoulders of women; especially the woman who loves them most. And when those around her succeed? She becomes a shadow. Her voice fades. Her effort is erased. Her fingerprints on their lives are wiped clean, and she is left applauding from the sidelines, exhausted and invisible.
It is time we rewrite this story. A mother is not a servant. A wife is not a scapegoat. A daughter is not a backup plan. And a woman is not required to disappear for others to shine.
We must start to see domestic labor as labor. We must teach our children that both parents matter, that both have flaws, and that both owe accountability. We must remind the world that a woman’s value is not based on how much she gives. It is based on the simple, powerful truth that she exists.
To every woman who has felt erased:
You are not invisible.
You are not failing.
You are not here to be blamed or broken.
You are the root. You are the spine. You are the soul of every home. It’s time the world looked you in the eye and said, thank you very much.
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