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Wife…No Qualms About It

Below is a post I wrote two years ago – March 29, 2010 – about being a wife. I think Lisa Belkin is either running out of topics or is just having fun baiting people on this topic because I wrote this in response to something she wrote for the NYT Motherlode blog back then…and now she’s covering it again two years later on her new blog with HuffPost. When I wrote this, I had just recently quit working full-time and was still very burned out from work and just sort of enjoying adjusting to a completely different life of being home with my 2 kids. Now two years later, I’m doing a lot more “work” that I get paid for but I’m still doing it from home. My thoughts on this topic – which are essentially this: What in the world is wrong with the word wife – remain the same – whether I am bringing in any income or not. Might it be because I have a sort of partnership with my husband that feels fair to us – trust me, I wasn’t going to say “balanced” or “equal” because if I tried to lead you to believe he knows how to find clothes in the 3-year-old’s room or runs off to the grocery store with a list running through his head – I’d welcome you to come burn and pillage my front yard.  So after exploring working moms the other day, I offer you some retro-WM on WIVES.

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Totally what we all look like

I feel like on a pretty regular basis, I read articles lambasting the idea of being a “wife.” Often they tread lightly around the issue of how this might also imply being a mother-at-home with little or no regular income. But generally, what I read, is a distaste for the idea of being a wife. Usually women are writing it. And each time I am confused. I’m never clear on why being home all day, raising your kids, keeping the house going, getting the groceries, dealing with laundry, playing with the kids, etc – why these are bad things?

I think for some people it can be super draining and boring but for others, it’s not. It just depends. I fall in the “it’s just not” category.

And then I read Lisa Belkin’s piece in yesterday’s NYT Magazine, “The Marrying Kind”, and I felt like while she was headed towards lambasting the notion of a wife, she just flirted with it and then, to my surprise,  moved on to suggest that a new generation of women might enjoy being a wife.

Who says that generation doesn’t exist now? So let’s review – I have officially been home full-time for one year  now. And  I still love it. People still dance around it – with the leading question – are you BORED?
If you ask me this question then you haven’t spent all day, every day, for weeks and months on end, tending to 2 small children.  Mine are almost 4.5 years and 16 months.

But I think the bigger question for others isn’t that I’m bored with my time during the day, most people know 2 small children is a ton of work,  it’s that I’m bored not using my brain. Au Contraire Mon Frere. And here’s why I can say this with such confidence – I chose to leave my career. I was lucky enough to have the option, financially, and I was ready. That’s the crux of it. I didn’t feel pushed out, I didn’t feel like I had no choice, and I wasn’t just sort of wavering out there in professional confusion. I feel like this is what gets skipped over so frequently by the media, by researchers and even by friends and colleagues. I left my career after a strong run that I was really proud of, I wrote speeches for CEOs, attended White House Correspondents Dinners, helped manage media crises for a big industry in high profile moments in time, and sat through plenty of painful staff meetings and technical meetings that ran on into perpetuity. I left when I was ready and I left when I felt fulfilled. I felt like I didn’t have anything big to prove any more.  I felt proven.

I also left at a point in time when I knew that to keep going would mean the next level – and the next level would mean more time away from my family and more time at work – not something I wanted. Some do. I didn’t. I did only before I had children.

So I am happy being a wife. I love that this week is spring break and I have activities planned out each day for my kids, ranging from easter egg dying parties to cherry blossoms and White  House sight seeing, to the playing at the park in the warm sunny 70 degree weather. When I think about work, I think about internal politics, difficult bosses, meetings that waver from agendas and waste everyone’s time and stupid deadlines.  So would I rather being doing laundry and drawing cats and dogs for the 5,000th time, or would I rather be sitting in a staff meeting listening to that one person who loves to hear themself talk, drone on for an extra 20 minutes?

For me, the answer is real easy. Being home is fulfilling, exciting, challenging and exhausting in an entirely different way than being at work. And being here is a privilege every day and a choice I made without reservation. It fascinates me that so many in the media have such trouble realizing that liberated, educated, intelligent women can choose to be a wife and love it.

Belkin talked about how a new generation of women might be embracing the role of the wife and that is due, in part, to the attitudes of the men they are with – these men welcome responsibilities at home, making appointments, attending school events, juggling household duties. So the women can pass off some work to their husbands, and we can buy frozen pie crusts and farm out housework to a cleaning lady. Again, a new generation of women is doing this? Or this is already happening? Cause I’m pretty sure we are well entrenched in that reality over here in my house.

I’d love to stop seeing pieces on how being a “wife” is a bad thing. It seems so out-of-touch to me.

As always, if you’d like to hear more on wife-hood and the short-comings of husbands, among other such titillating subjects, be sure to “Like” the Wired Momma FB page. Otherwise you are missing out, friend.

Love Moi….Some More

Many of you might not know that I’ve been blogging for close to six years. Until last year, I mainly did it for fun and when I had time, and I basically did nothing to generate readers. It became an outlet for me and my friends read because they love moi. Valentine’s Day is always a time of year that annoys me and something I wrote back on Valentine’s Day in 2007 still rings true today. So today, you get retro Wired Momma. Except back then I was blogging under my original name of Kitty Time – so enjoy it. Some of the pop culture references are a little dated but I think that makes this piece even better because it throws us all back to 2007. Note the Moi Loves Moi theme doesn’t seem to be unique to 2012 when I was blabbing it all over the place in this retro-post.  So enjoy…and Happy Valentine’s Day.  Oh – and if on this Valentine’s Day, you are fighting the reality that you can’t pretend like you have a childless marriage even though you have children, or you are wondering why you and your mate don’t make love like porn stars, this post is especially for you.

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Dear Readers –

Just be realistic about it.....is all I'm sayin'.....

Kitty-Time is blushing over all the tokens of love and affection her beloved fans sent her on Valentine’s Day! All the notes, the dark chocolate, the beautiful flowers – you really shouldn’t have! I know you think I’m pretty and smart, but those of you who called me “Beauty Queen Yoda,” you really went too far. We barely have any empty vases left chez moi…….

And so, on this day of love, should we discuss all the ways you love moi? All the reasons you love moi? Mais Oui!

Or….shall we discuss being smart in love…..because Kitty-Time readers are not silly, naive women. Mais non! KT readers are savvy and sexy….

I was inspired by Sunday’s Modern Love column in the NYT. Any of you catch it? The columnist covered all the standard mistakes people make in love. My two favs were as follows:

1. People who want to keep a childless marriage although they have children
2. People who believe they should make love like porn stars.

SO let’s get started, kittens.

First up – those of you who are still in denial that your life and marriage is the same, even though you have children. Darlings. Gather round – not only are your life and marriage different, but so are your floppy boobies and flabby abs. I’m making your body sound like bunny characters out of an Easter tale, I’m sure you love it.

But Yes. Yes. Of course you had perfectly round and perky bosoms before. And yes, we all know you had rock-hard Jessica Biel abs. Of course you did. It’s good that you believe that. But you probably don’t anymore.
With the right bra and the right clothing (think SPANX, girls), you can still give off the impression that you have these things – and that, my dear readers, is what counts! Feeling sexy makes you sexier to anyone around you. It’s all about attitude, cats, so work it! And the more you believe that your boobies look like Jessica Simpson’s and your tummy like Jessica Biel, the more this will become your reality! There’s nothing wrong with that.

But back to your life and marriage. It’s different. Accept it, deal with it, find a routine and a system that still gives you time for each other, don’t fight it and you and your partner will find yourselves lucky in love like you were on your wedding night. If you keep denying the fact that your life is different, if you keep resisting the change that this beautiful babe has brought to your world..well then…sorry……Cupid’s got his golden arrow pointed right for your ass.

Now, as for having a love life like a porn star.
That one makes me laugh out loud.

Kitty-Time is a believer in playing to your strengths and playing to your partner’s strengths.
Has your partner shown that he is like Casanova in the boudoir before?
Do you have all kinds of XXX trixs up your sleeve that you can pull off like a natural?
If so, well then, you do make love like porn stars and it sounds fun!

If not, then quit your crying and wishing he’d become Casanova and instead, focus on his strengths. And yours.

Does he surprise you by making coffee and doing the laundry without you asking?

That’s my kind of Casanova.

Does he remember to get milk on the way home without a whisper from you? Does he just make dinner and take the initiative?
Now you’re talking dirty. It’s getting hot in here…..

Seriously kittens…..KT hopes her dear readers don’t set themselves up for disappointment. If your beloved doesn’t have a track record of surprising you with gifts and flowers, well then, he’s not going to start now. So don’t be disappointed, be realistic on what to expect – and if you’re looking for that white dress and busily planning your wedding….and he hasn’t started those things yet, he sure as hell isn’t going to start once he tears that white gown off you.

And so, dear readers, keep all the mementos of your affection for me coming. I might be blushing, but I love it.

Have a fabulous day of love. Love yourself, love your babies, and remember – play to your strengths and Cupid’s Arrow will keep hitting your home and your heart.

Inside the Mind of the American Husband

Almost two months ago, my oldest started Kindergarten and we moved my youngest into a big girl bed. Dismantling the crib and sending a kid off on a school bus in the span of 48 hours was too much for this gal to take.

Fast forward to today. How do I feel about it?

Well, I’ve had trouble missing the crib because it moved about 15 feet from inside her room to here:

Does a dismantled crib belong in a hallway?

You got it. My husband very efficiently took her crib apart and set up the big girl bed. Then moved the crib parts into the hall. And there it all sits. Day in, day out. He goes up there every single day. Does he not see it? Note the crib sheet remains on the crib mattress. Is it a mirage? Am I parched in the desert, envisioning a mess that no one else sees?

I asked him when he’ll move it.

“When I get around to it,” he casually replied.

So I wait. On this one, I am waiting to see just how long it can sit there. Or just how long I can stand looking at it before I lose it. Am I alone, people? It’s been in the hallway since August 30. If I moved it onto his side of the bed, do you think he would put it away or maybe just move it to the floor next to the bed? I’m known for many things but subtle is not one of them.

When our office chandelier needs a new bulb, somehow my husband thinks it’s easier to retrieve a bulb from this eyesore hallway chandelier, that sits approximately 40 feet from the ground, and put it in the office chandelier, instead of just getting a new bulb and replacing the old one. Exhibit B:

What happens when all the bulbs go out?

Do you see the dismantled crib in the background of this shot? Brilliant.

Why do they do this, these husbands? Do they all love the short-cut because I know it’s not my unique cross to bear.  Is there some secret conspiracy they are all bound too, like blood brothers? And to be fair, my husband is a great dad, he is engaged, he plays with them, he has endless patience and I’ve often noted the importance of traveling with your manny. But what is it about half-done home projects?

Speak up, husbands. We are curious.

Don’t forget to “Like” the Wired Momma FB page to keep up with these shenanigans….and to find out when the crib eventually gets put away. Will it be 2012? 2013? It’s too soon to tell…

Re-Thinking Work-Life Choices in Parenthood: We are Digital Moms

Based some amazing comments in response to my post two weeks ago about work-life choices and the struggles facing working moms and at-home moms, I’ve decided to dedicate WM to this topic all week. First, a few housekeeping items:

1. Mommy Guilt is stupid and I hereby ban it. I ban you from this blog if you don’t agree to it.

2. The “mommy wars” are dead.

Can we declare this idea dead now, people?

More on this all week but again, I ban you from my blog if you don’t agree to it. And we’ll all totally talk about you (not even behind your back) if you don’t agree to it.

3. There are so many reasons I am certain the “mommy wars” are dead but one is because I think we are all, instead, Digital Moms. It isn’t so much about working moms vs. at-home moms as it is how technology  is changing our relationship with  motherhood and with how and where we work.  Also, technology is dramatically impacting how we parent (both with giving our kids access to it – and making sure we aren’t on our stupid phones too much when we are meant to be spending time with our children.) There is no road map for the impact of technology on modern parenting – there are no long-term studies on how kids learn from using the iPad instead of pen and paper. There is no decade long research on quality time with kids when we are constantly interrupted by our phones. And it is technology that is transforming the space where old-fashioned stay-at-home moms are becoming obsolete. Technology has invaded our home life in such a way that for so many, an office is obsolete, and we work from home. In our yoga pants. And pick up our kids from school. We are digital. Our lives our digital. So even having this debate about the mommy wars is antiquated because who are these people who work exclusively 9-5 in an office (instead of in the office, in the car, during soccer practice, later at night when the kids are asleep) and who are these moms who stay home and “do nothing”? Technology bleeds between the lines of these once clearly-defined spaces rendering such labels as “working mom” and “stay-at-home”  mom meaningless, in my opinion.

Now that we’ve gotten our housekeeping items straightened out – here’s what we’ll talk about this week and I’d love to hear more from you because it was your comments and emails to me that have inspired me to keep digging into this topic of work-life choices and the obsolete “mommy wars.”

1. It’s not the mommy wars, it’s looking in the mirror and unfairly beating ourselves up.  So many guilt-ridden comments from moms questioning their choices between work and home life prompted me to dig a little deeper. These self-criticisms strike so deep and undercut the confidence of so many moms and unnecessarily, I think. I think we are far too hard on ourselves. So, I did some research and located a Pew research study. The results show that working moms rate themselves far lower as parents (only 28% ranked themselves 9 or 10 as parents on a scale of 10) than do part-time moms or at-home moms (over 40% rated themselves 9 or 10). These results are really upsetting. I want to talk about how we need to spend less time on this quest for balance and perfection and more time owning our choices and being proud of our decisions – it’s called life and imperfection – why are we so afraid to accept that?

2. The mommy track and sacrifices between work and family. The August decision by Judge Loretta Preska to dismiss the Bloomberg case involving discrimination against pregnant and working moms is the most current blow to the quest for work-life flexibility.  The female judge’s harsh words indicating that working moms should not be treated differently than anyone else certainly set a ripple affect through the blogosphere and chills down many working mom’s spines. Here’s what she said if you didn’t read it last month: “The law does not mandate work-life balance,” nor does it “require companies to ignore and stop valuing ultimate dedication, however unhealthy that may be for family life.”  Harsh but is it brutally honest? What I’d like to explore is not the woe-is-me victim angle of the struggles and demands of parenthood. But instead – are we realistic in what we want – do we honestly ask ourselves if we want to climb the ladder or are we willing to compromise our success at work for more time at home – or vice versa – sacrifice time with our kids to instead move-up professionally? Does anyone really believe they can “have it all” with work and family?  Do we realistically approach the reality that having children impacts a career or alternately, having a powerful career impacts our time spent raising our kids? Do we, as new moms, set ourselves up for disappointment?

3. Why women choose to quit their jobs, how no one really is a simple “at-home mom” anymore and the fear of “Now what?” when the youngest starts elementary school. I found some research that proves my suspicion that the June Cleaver at-home mom of yester-year really is extinct. Today’s digital at-home mom is one of 10.1 million women-owned businesses. She’s freelancing, she’s volunteering on boards and at schools.  The at-home mom is no-more. Turns out she’s really busy and probably earning money during nap time. I’d call that work.

4. And if we have time before the week is up….the myth of “free” time, the increasing role of dads in keeping the house and family schedule going (apparently, to the detriment of  their precious testosterone levels) and do we have realistic expectations of our limited free time when we have kids or are we complainers? Husbands included in this one.

This ought to keep us pretty busy all week.  As much as I love to hog all the time and attention, I really hope you’ll chime in.