I've been thinking a lot about acts of love this month. Maybe it's because summer is wedding season and we've been to 2 weddings that really just exemplified love between the bride and groom. Maybe it's because my husband sacrificed time, energy, and finances for us to travel to Louisiana for a few lagniappe days with my momma. I needed those days. Always so very good to see my momma and even the recharge I get from the humidity and the culture. It restores my Louisiana part of my heart.
It's not easy to sacrifice for someone else, but after Toby and I had some good conversation about sacrifice. Sacrifices for each other and for our girls. They require no thought and effort sometimes but more often they require a ton of effort. At times a ton of driving! Parenting is hard, it sucks the energy out of me some days. Putting together a swing set for us all to enjoy and benefit from is a labor of love. Fixing jambalaya, even though it's methodical and habit now, is an act of tasty love. Those pots don't wash themselves.
Sacrifice is worth it, and sacrifice doesn't mean you or I am a doormat. I think it's taken me awhile, to convince myself of that but it's truth. So me bravely, my sacrifices don't equivalent me to doormat status but are acts of love and love always makes me a better girl!
Monday, July 28, 2014
Tuesday, July 1, 2014
Pink, pearls, and femininity
I'm going to be blunt in this post. I'm incredibly sick of seeing women who call themselves feminists participating in the double standard that little girls shouldn't have things that are pink or play kitchen or princess. That to like those things and to buy them for our girls is demeaning them. That it's dated for any woman to stay at home, recognize her husband as their family leader, and to hold Christian beliefs.
It's only ok to think for yourself when you think like them.
I call bull honky.
We are raising girls in a world that wants to imprison them by the mindset you will be less than if you like pink and bling, and if you want to have families and stay at home to raise them. If you want to stay at home with your kids and take care of your house you might as well take away women's rights. I am more than barefoot in the kitchen. I'm not pregnant currently but having 2 babies in 3 years is ok by me. I'm not an incubator. Don't lessen me and my life to that. I'm strong and I have my own thoughts and can think for myself.
I'm smart, educated, and classy. It's my choice to choose the lifestyle of a stay at home mom. It's my choice to hold the set of beliefs that I do. It's my girl's choice to play with watering cans, dirt, and dress up shoes that are hot pink with purple hearts. Leave her be. She wants my necklace and an apron, it is fine. Her wearing these things has not lessened her ability to count, to think, and to experience adventure even at age 2. Her bows don't dumb her down. You discredit her, not her family who supports her.
Stop trying to demean my daughter and categorize us by what we like to wear, buy, and play with in our home. Stop determining that we are dumb and can't think for ourselves because we don't think like you. Open your bubble to practice what you preach on choice. It's you that sets us back. Bless your heart.
It's only ok to think for yourself when you think like them.
I call bull honky.
We are raising girls in a world that wants to imprison them by the mindset you will be less than if you like pink and bling, and if you want to have families and stay at home to raise them. If you want to stay at home with your kids and take care of your house you might as well take away women's rights. I am more than barefoot in the kitchen. I'm not pregnant currently but having 2 babies in 3 years is ok by me. I'm not an incubator. Don't lessen me and my life to that. I'm strong and I have my own thoughts and can think for myself.
I'm smart, educated, and classy. It's my choice to choose the lifestyle of a stay at home mom. It's my choice to hold the set of beliefs that I do. It's my girl's choice to play with watering cans, dirt, and dress up shoes that are hot pink with purple hearts. Leave her be. She wants my necklace and an apron, it is fine. Her wearing these things has not lessened her ability to count, to think, and to experience adventure even at age 2. Her bows don't dumb her down. You discredit her, not her family who supports her.
Stop trying to demean my daughter and categorize us by what we like to wear, buy, and play with in our home. Stop determining that we are dumb and can't think for ourselves because we don't think like you. Open your bubble to practice what you preach on choice. It's you that sets us back. Bless your heart.
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