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I made empanadas tonight. Mmmmm... I didn't even know what they were this morning, but tonight I think they taste like good Christmas food. Must be the cloves and raisins. Even the little boy ate it. Hey Mikey, He likes it!
Things seem so everyday here that sometimes I don't know what to blog about. The life of a stay at home mom can sound so unremarkable. I got the van serviced, I washed it and vacuumed it, I did the grocery shopping and made sure the trash made it to the curb before the truck came (Trash pick up is one of the true marvels of modern man - try living without it sometime), I made dinner. Who wants to hear about those things? We all want to believe that they just magically happen. It doesn't sound like an achievement, but I think anything that gets done with a baby on the hip is an achievement. But nobody ever won a Nobel Prize for household management as far as I am aware (not that I would even make the short list). Nonetheless, that is what I do most days.
Two days a week I still work in the clinic as a midwife. Sometimes those days are remarkable and other days routine. I'm constantly amazed at what women will put up with from their partners, as well as the burdens they can bear successfully and gracefully. In her book Their Eyes Were Watching God, Zora Neal Hurston writes:
So de white man throw down de load and tell de nigger man tuh pick it up. He pick it up because he have to, but he don’t tote it. He hand it to his womenfolks. De nigger woman is demule uh de world so fur as Ah can see. Ah been prayin’ fuh it tuh be different wid you. Lawd, Lawd, Lawd!
Now, I'm not trying to get into a discussion on race relations, or feminism. I just think Janie's grandmother (the speaker), sums things up so well in this part of the book. Sometimes it really does seem that women, and especially poorer women, bear the heaviest burdens in society. And yet, women, I believe, have the greatest responsibility in society - rearing children, shaping and molding the future of the world. So often with the most minimal of resources. What is the best way to help? I help where I can, but I want to make change on a grander scale. One to one in the office, doesn't feel like enough for me, anymore.
To that effect, I stopped by the Obama/Biden headquarters in town today. No yard signs are available, but supposedly they'll call me when they are. I've never been excited about a political race, because I never saw anything that looked different from what we've always had. But this time, I have hope.
I made empanadas tonight. Mmmmm... I didn't even know what they were this morning, but tonight I think they taste like good Christmas food. Must be the cloves and raisins. Even the little boy ate it. Hey Mikey, He likes it!
Things seem so everyday here that sometimes I don't know what to blog about. The life of a stay at home mom can sound so unremarkable. I got the van serviced, I washed it and vacuumed it, I did the grocery shopping and made sure the trash made it to the curb before the truck came (Trash pick up is one of the true marvels of modern man - try living without it sometime), I made dinner. Who wants to hear about those things? We all want to believe that they just magically happen. It doesn't sound like an achievement, but I think anything that gets done with a baby on the hip is an achievement. But nobody ever won a Nobel Prize for household management as far as I am aware (not that I would even make the short list). Nonetheless, that is what I do most days.
Two days a week I still work in the clinic as a midwife. Sometimes those days are remarkable and other days routine. I'm constantly amazed at what women will put up with from their partners, as well as the burdens they can bear successfully and gracefully. In her book Their Eyes Were Watching God, Zora Neal Hurston writes:
So de white man throw down de load and tell de nigger man tuh pick it up. He pick it up because he have to, but he don’t tote it. He hand it to his womenfolks. De nigger woman is demule uh de world so fur as Ah can see. Ah been prayin’ fuh it tuh be different wid you. Lawd, Lawd, Lawd!
Now, I'm not trying to get into a discussion on race relations, or feminism. I just think Janie's grandmother (the speaker), sums things up so well in this part of the book. Sometimes it really does seem that women, and especially poorer women, bear the heaviest burdens in society. And yet, women, I believe, have the greatest responsibility in society - rearing children, shaping and molding the future of the world. So often with the most minimal of resources. What is the best way to help? I help where I can, but I want to make change on a grander scale. One to one in the office, doesn't feel like enough for me, anymore.
To that effect, I stopped by the Obama/Biden headquarters in town today. No yard signs are available, but supposedly they'll call me when they are. I've never been excited about a political race, because I never saw anything that looked different from what we've always had. But this time, I have hope.
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