If you have misinterpereted my comments as "women should be barefoot, pregnant, and in the kitchen," then I offer my sincere sympathies to you. My mother was a wife and mother first and foremost. She was also tough, resourceful, opinionated, moral, and tough as a boot. She was born into poverty, survived the Dust Bowl and put herself through teacher's college during the depth of the Depression. He made ammunition and inspected bomber engines during the war. She married my Dad, gave him four children (who never spent so much as an hour in jail) and hauled herself and us kids from Kansas to Utah to Guam to Missouri to France and finally to Texas as a devoted military wife. This was in the day when all the airliners were prop jobs. Her transfer to Guam was on a converted transport ship with small kids. She endured a typhoon on the outbound voyage. Wherever we ended up, Mom provide a clean, safe home with ample food and a strong level of discipline. She never had air-conditioning until the mid-1960s. She cared for my Dad as he slowly died of cancer. At the same time, she completed her college education while in her 40's and supported her three sons after Dad died. She was a great elementary school teacher who loved her students and demanded the best of them and herself. She neither drank nor smoked. She was never unfaithful to dad. When she died young (at 53), she was grieved by family, friends, and coworkers.
Mom was a hell of a good woman and the concept of barefoot, pregnant and in the kitchen never described her. If that concept is what you think a being Mom and a Wife is (as opposed to an extra income and in-house whore-on-call), then I am saddened for you. Maybe only people with good mothers can fully appreciate what a good wife can and should be.