Since I wrote my ironing post, I've been thinking about being a stay at home mom. It seems like almost everything I read on other Mommy blogs is how women juggle working outside of the home and taking care of their families. It's almost like it's expected that a woman will continue working after she has kids. Take me for example: I worked from home for a few months after Sadie was born. I hated it. I was exhausted and I felt like I wasn't succeeding at working or being a Mom. I quit. It was a wonderful feeling. I have found something to be interesting though; whenever I meet someone, I get asked what I "do." I tell them I'm a homemaker and almost always the next question is, "Do you work?"
Wow. To me this is sad. Of course I work. The work I do is more physical, dirty, tiring, and demanding than, dare I say it, most "real jobs." I got to thinking about this though. Depending on the world's view of what being a homemaker is, I see where the problem lies. I have heard many women declare that they don't iron. I have heard women say that they don't cook. I have been in very messy homes. I have heard women talk about letting their children watch cartoons so they can have some time to themselves. I have seen the malls packed with women and their kids during the weekdays and then watched as they go through the drive-through on the way home to grab dinner.
Okay, so now that I have offended myself and most of my friends, I just want you to know that I don't think any of these things are bad. It's just that with all of them combined on a daily basis, I do see a problem. I have had several conversations with my Grandparents about how women took more pride in how their homes were run back in the day. When the man came home, the house was tidy, the laundry and ironing was done, the kids were happy, dinner was on the table and the wife was all dolled up and anxious to welcome her husband home.
The point of my post is not to say that I think women should run their homes the way it was done in the 50's. I don't think we need to go to those extremes. But my question is, what's wrong with taking pride in these things? What's wrong with taking care of your husband? Why is it "cool" nowadays to have so many activities going on during the day that you don't have time to clean the toilet and set the table for dinner? I think it would be nice to incorporate a few of the old fashioned ways of thinking when it comes to housework and taking care of the kids.
So what do you think? Is homemaking a lost art?
Disclaimer: I am in no way claiming that I am the perfect housewife. As I am writing this, there are dishes in the sink, Sadie's toys are all over the floor and my front bathroom stinks. Oh, and I don't make dinner every single night.