Real Men Buy Pads

"Pads" . . . yes, just as you feared, I am in fact referring to feminine hygiene.

This entry came about when, after I used the phrase "real me buy pads", my sister-in-law double-dog dared me to write a blog with that as the topic. So, my dear Elizabeth, this one is your fault.

I have no idea how many husbands are actually willing to buy those-sorts-of-things for their wives, I've read no statistics, done no online research (for fear I might actually find some), I've taken no informal pole myself, but this I do know, there are many men who draw the line when it comes to purchasing what-they-would-rather-not-purchase. In fact, In Miss Congeniality II, there is a scene in which Sandra Bullock and friends escape from the male FBI agents watching them, when they were unwilling to go purchase her request, with one of the agents making the comment "I wont even buy those for my wife". And as I see it, if it's in a movie, it's in the culture.

With that said, I would now like to make my argument for the title of this blog and to all my suffering sisters out there who just feel to crummy to want to get up and go to the store, this one's for you.

Husbands, to you, the single most important person on the planet should be your wife. And it is when our wives feel and know that to be true, that we are truly doing our jobs properly. And I ask you, is going to the store and picking up something that maybe a little uncomfortable for you to buy, to much to ask for the most important person in the world? I don't think so.

The Bible calls us to live with our wives in an understanding way (1 Peter 3:7 NASB) and it's when we graciously, patiently, and with genuine, loving, concern, go through those few days each month, that we show some of that understanding and help her to feel, even in this time of physical and emotional upheaval, that she is in fact the most important person in the world to us.

There is much more that could be said about this, from God's mandate in the Bible to love our wives, to not being secure enough in our masculinity, however, I will keep this brief and leave you with one last argument.

Think of it in terms of Knights of old, a supreme act of chivalry in our modern culture. Our wife is in pain and discomfort and the last thing she wants to do is get up and go to the store—a damsel in distress—you—her knight in shinning armor—jump on your noble steed/SUV, uncomplainedly go to the store, pick up her things, bring them back, and rescue her in her hour of need. The chivalrous act of a modern day knight.


So men, next time your wife asks you to go to the store and pick up that uncomfortable-little-item, say "Yes honey, I'll be right back" jump in your car, head to your local Walmart, and if you run into one of your friends there and he asks "Whatcha you up to" stick out your chest, lift up your chin, and say confidently. . .

"I'm picking up a pack of Always Overnight Maxi Pads with Wings for my wife, because that's what a man does!"