Damn you Gloria Steinem

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Ahhh, the first day of school. Once again, Christian ignored me. This year, however, it was not for Elizabef but for Lily.

Lucy started part-time pre-K at the YMCA. A year ago, the task of having Lucy be away from Graham and I for a full day would have been totally unthinkable. The girl would have flipped her lid. I'm happy to say, though, that this year she not only did well but was very excited to be there...she can't wait to go back.

And, me...well, I had a pretty rough day. First I cried because Christian is in the 3rd grade. THIRD grade! And, he is 5 foot tall. Tears. Then, I dropped Lucy off. You can't even imagine what an accomplishment it is that she is able to do this with ease. Tears. Then, at 3 o'clock, Graham picked them both up...not me. Tears. Finally, Christian called me and told me that I am never again to send him notes in his lunch that tell him how much I love him. Tears.

All of this crying really got me thinking. Can I just give out a big "f you" to the chickies of the 60s and 70s that thought women really needed to work outside of the home? *
What is up with that??? Why did they think this was a better gig? I actually WANT to be the one at home...I WANT to be with my kids all day when they are little...and I WANT to be the one to pick up my kids after school when they get older. Hell, I even WANT to go get my "man" a beer at the end of the day. **
But noooooooo, I have to be a productive member of the workforce...saving the world one /r/ at a time.









*Dear feminists: Don't get your sensible panties in a wad, I'm mostly kind of almost kidding.

** That's a lie. I would never do this.


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