Today as I did the housework,
an exciting chore for any stay at home parent, I wondered if I was becoming a
“Stepford Wife”. OK not the “fawning, submissive, impossibly
beautiful” part, but the “mindless, docile housewife” bit. Actually not the
wife part either as I am not married, but the mindless docile bit.
Apologies to the few Men out
there who do equal share of the housework, my Dad is one of these men, but I
wonder why it is that it is that ovaries are necessary to clean a toilet?
Since when did I find myself
with a contentment of a simplified life? Instead of going out to restaurants I
am cooking meals that include organic ingredients. I cannot wait for my garden
to grow so I can include food I have home grown, instead of just using home
grown herbs. I have become so conscientious about what I eat and what Jarvis
eats, I no longer even ‘cheat’ and use store bought sauces or baby food.
I also find myself
simplifying other areas of my life. After I had Tamika, as a single Mum I just
wanted to survive. Now, since having Jarvis I feel things that hold the highest
values; love, health, and my relationships (both with myself and others) will
always take precedence over career success.
I have several degrees, but
yet the highlight of my day often is a clean house, home cooked dinner, and
reading Dr Seuss. I wish I could say it was time with my camera, or time to
create, whether it is art or sewing, but with an 11 month old cling on, that
does not ever seem to happen. I get to do things for ‘me’, such as write on my
blog when Jarvis is breastfeeding; it is amazing how good I have become at the
one handed typing. I guess, as I clean the toilet it is a salient reminder
to live in congruence with my own unique path, regardless of what others think.
OK so I am happy to be a
stay at home Mum, but I do get very sick of the question when asked with
"that" tone.
Even statues have children who cling on!
