I recently joined a women's bible study group. I am so loving it. We spend way more time just talking/sharing, however, then we do actually reading/studying the bible. But that's ok. It feels like a very safe healing kind of space to be there.
I am amazed at how many women here grapple with the "What should I do with my life" question. For instance, take a stay home mom. She feels guilty that she's staying at home and not out working/earning $/using her education. Then take a working mom; she feels guilty/bad about not staying home. Why do we do this to ourselves in this country?
For me...I want to go back to 'paid' employment for two reasons: I am bored during the day while the munchkins are at school, and I really want to be putting more money into college savings accounts (I want to contribute financially because I can).
I feel like women here are under this deep cultural pressure to 'be perfect.' The model to fit is the perfectly fit woman who can wear super high heels all day, has a rocking awesome career, keeps the house totally perfect looking all the time, has all the time in the world for the kids, and manages to do extra things like making snacks for ball games etc.. What the %$#& ? Why do we do this to ourselves?
I don't know any living breathing woman on any continent who fits this model.
My typical day: up around 6am, get munchkins to school. Drink coffee, eat breakfast. Read the news/blog. Walk the dog/water garden/house chores. Grocery shopping/run errands. If out and about, stop at drive through fast food place for obscenely large unsweet iced tea because I CAN (totally guilty pleasure for me). Read book while waiting for munchkins. Collect munchkins from school/bus stop. Begin afternoon of munchkin activities (sports, kid friends, homework help etc....). Cook dinner. Husband arrives. Eat dinner. Watch junk on TV. Go to bed.
My shoes of choice? Jambu brand (because they hold my orthotics) or for 'styling' my Marc Jacobs flats that look like mice with little spikes on them. Very flat, very me. My 'mouse shoes' are the only designer anything I own. My husband gave them to me after I'd been drooling over them at the Marc Jacobs brand store for like two years.
My house has NEVER looked perfect. A good friend of mine used to arrange furniture etc for photo shoots for a home/garden magazine in South Africa. She told me that those big fancy houses in the magazine never look like what is in the photos. They are usually strewn with socks, toys, dirty dishes just like my house!
I walk my dog for fitness. Fitness for the dog.
I do make a lot of time for my kids which is why I don't work full-time. Something had to give somewhere.
Making snacks? Forget that. I buy them. I'm so loving being back in the land of pre-packaged snack size everything. Well, except for Nutella. I have not seen that in snack sizes yet which is a very good thing since that stuff is way too yummy to be legal. (My kids call it 'crack').
Enjoy life. Chill out. Love on your family. (I frequently need to be reminded to actually do this stuff. Well, I do love on my family. That's easy.)
Peace.
I am amazed at how many women here grapple with the "What should I do with my life" question. For instance, take a stay home mom. She feels guilty that she's staying at home and not out working/earning $/using her education. Then take a working mom; she feels guilty/bad about not staying home. Why do we do this to ourselves in this country?
For me...I want to go back to 'paid' employment for two reasons: I am bored during the day while the munchkins are at school, and I really want to be putting more money into college savings accounts (I want to contribute financially because I can).
I feel like women here are under this deep cultural pressure to 'be perfect.' The model to fit is the perfectly fit woman who can wear super high heels all day, has a rocking awesome career, keeps the house totally perfect looking all the time, has all the time in the world for the kids, and manages to do extra things like making snacks for ball games etc.. What the %$#& ? Why do we do this to ourselves?
I don't know any living breathing woman on any continent who fits this model.
My typical day: up around 6am, get munchkins to school. Drink coffee, eat breakfast. Read the news/blog. Walk the dog/water garden/house chores. Grocery shopping/run errands. If out and about, stop at drive through fast food place for obscenely large unsweet iced tea because I CAN (totally guilty pleasure for me). Read book while waiting for munchkins. Collect munchkins from school/bus stop. Begin afternoon of munchkin activities (sports, kid friends, homework help etc....). Cook dinner. Husband arrives. Eat dinner. Watch junk on TV. Go to bed.
My shoes of choice? Jambu brand (because they hold my orthotics) or for 'styling' my Marc Jacobs flats that look like mice with little spikes on them. Very flat, very me. My 'mouse shoes' are the only designer anything I own. My husband gave them to me after I'd been drooling over them at the Marc Jacobs brand store for like two years.
My house has NEVER looked perfect. A good friend of mine used to arrange furniture etc for photo shoots for a home/garden magazine in South Africa. She told me that those big fancy houses in the magazine never look like what is in the photos. They are usually strewn with socks, toys, dirty dishes just like my house!
I walk my dog for fitness. Fitness for the dog.
I do make a lot of time for my kids which is why I don't work full-time. Something had to give somewhere.
Making snacks? Forget that. I buy them. I'm so loving being back in the land of pre-packaged snack size everything. Well, except for Nutella. I have not seen that in snack sizes yet which is a very good thing since that stuff is way too yummy to be legal. (My kids call it 'crack').
Enjoy life. Chill out. Love on your family. (I frequently need to be reminded to actually do this stuff. Well, I do love on my family. That's easy.)
Peace.