For all you silly people who decided I have something against stay at home moms, or moms in general (did you forget alllll those pictures of me from the wedding with ickles in my lap? Yeah, I’m famous for my love of babies and people like to bet on how many I will have), and for everyone else, the cuttingly smart Cate Subrosa (remember her wedding?) just wrote a brilliant post about her take on Reclaiming Wife. She has a brand new baby girl, and she has wisdom that I don’t. Oh right, and she’s a linguist. The part I loved the best was this:
“Once you have a baby, that’s the only thing that matters,” Birdy said to me the other day.
“Yeah,” I said, as I made the tea. But the more I thought about it, the more I thought “no.” No, no, no, no, no. My baby is not the only thing that matters to me. In fact, the things that mattered to me before matter just as much. There is room in my sense of what matters for everything else to still have its place, despite this enormous space now taken up by the needs and desires of my darling baby. I am still me.
Indeed. Having babies, or not having babies, moving to the suburbs or not moving to the suburbs, buying a house or not buying a house, but doing what’s right for you, and not losing yourself in your new married life? *That’s* what I’m talking about. Go read.
