Respecting others - you respect yourself

Many reasons push a woman to give birth to three or more children. Some selflessly love them, dedicating this to their whole life. Some earn on children, receiving benefits and exploiting their labor. A separate part of women leads a disorderly existence, not thinking about either quantity or quality. But there is also a category of mother (alas) that expose the fact of having a large family as its distinctive feature in society. "Look how I can do it!" Realizing their ambitions at the expense of all new and new additions to the family, they can not and do not want to understand that the lives they gave are small people who need the mother's love, not the number of brothers and sisters. A big family is great! And it can be healthy when parents soberly assess the situation and opportunities, discarding personal motives, prejudices and ambitions.

Niobe.
"Beautiful, like a goddess, Niobe, was the daughter of Tantalus and the happiest of all mortal women. Nobody owned everything: wealth, unearthly beauty, noble family. Her husband, Amphion, son of Zeus, loved music and played on cithara so that the stones from the walls moved to the sounds of his instrument. And the felled trees themselves fit into a row, forming a city gate. Therefore, Thebes, whose ruler was Amphion, was called the "city of the seven gates", according to the number of strings of the magic cithara. But most of all, Niobe was proud of her children. There were a lot of them - seven boys and seven girls, beautiful and intelligent.

Queen Niobe was a proud and unruly woman. Once in Thebes celebrated the day of the goddess Leto, who was the mother of Apollo and Artemis. The Priestess Manto called all the girls and women on the square to make sacrifices to the great goddess. Nyoba came, majestic and beautiful, all in gold robes. "Why do you offer sacrifices to this goddess?" After all, she gave birth to only two children, and neither heaven nor earth would accept them. And I'm from a majestic race. My grandfather is Zeus, my father is Tantalus. And I'm like a goddess! And this Summer, well, have you seen her at least once? Go home! "- Nyoba said to the women.

The goddess Leto saw and heard everything while sitting on the mountain top. She told her children about this to Apollo and Artemis. And those, having turned into a cloud, flew to Thebes to avenge themselves and their mother.

At this time on the square there were horse competitions. The sons of Niobe were the fastest and agile. But suddenly in the middle of the tournament the eldest son fell to the ground, pierced by a golden arrow. A second, a third collapsed behind him. The arrows of the children of the goddess Summer all flew and flew, overtaking their victims. When Apollo took the last, seventh arrow, aiming at the youngest son, he begged for mercy. He raised his hands up, but the golden arrow was already flying toward him.

The queen did not believe in what had happened, but new witnesses to the tragedy all came and came with bad news.

Seeing his children, King Amphion stuck a dagger in his heart, and Niobe, without restraining sobbing, fell on her dead native bodies. Now she was not like the majestic goddess who uttered her fatal speech in the square in front of the women.

Niobe suddenly saw before her daughters. Joy shone in the eyes of the queen! "You see, Summer, although I am unhappy, but I still have more children than you! So - I'm a winner! "- screamed in the sky Niobe.

At that moment an arrow shot through the air, hitting the eldest daughter. One by one, the girls fell on their dead brothers ... The youngest rushed to her mother, and she tried to close it with her body. "Leave at least one, I beg you!", The queen shouted to the goddess. But the gods did not forgive ridicule ...

Niobe sat for a long time near the huge and terrible pile of human bodies, which she loved so much. The face became marble, and from the big eyes, looking at their dead children, ran cold streams of tears. And soon Niobha itself turned into a cold, stone statue.

The wind, flying from Niobe's homeland, picked up the statue and carried it to the top of the mountain. There is still a stone woman there, with droplets of water dripping from her eyes like tears. "

Respecting the entire female race, being in solidarity in their difficult fate and destiny to be a woman on this earth, it must be remembered that any mother considers her children to be the only and sacred creations in the entire Universe. No matter how many of them were there. Respecting others - you respect yourself!