Unfortunately the content of the meeting left me feeling rather agitated and quite depressed. And despite Elder Scott's exhortation that I embody respect my womanhood (which, best I can tell, means: dressing modestly; acting like a lady and requiring others treat me as such; and acting as support staff to all my familial relations), I went home, donned some ill-fitting jeans, sweatshirt and sneakers and went outside to work in my garden.
Which reminded me of this, I think she gets it.
Ann-Margret singing "How Lovely to be a Woman" in Bye Bye Birdie.
Does this qualify as nurturing? What if I put some flowers in the mix?