It’s been awhile since I’ve written. If I were honest I’d tell you I fell prey to the dark voices of motherhood that tell me I’m not enough to do anything other than mom. But that’s probably too much honesty.
In the last year I’ve found myself getting increasingly frustrated with the lack of opportunities I have as a stay at home mom to show my sons that women “can”. Being from the south there are a lot of voices telling women they can’t. Being in a predominately conservative state not only politically but also within religion women are often times boxed in and told what they can and can’t do.
So I started mowing the lawn.
I came to the realization that I can tell my sons stories of strong women throughout history like Rosa Parks, Amelia Earhart, Sacajawea and Malala Yousafzai etc.I can read them books where the main character is a strong female defying odds like our personal favorite The Sense Pass King. I can force them to watch Moana on repeat and then have a college style lecture to dissect how important it is that she not only saved her people but she didn’t have to get married in the end to make it relevant. But there is something about weaving in flesh examples into their days so that they know they aren’t just stories from history or from books.
I’m sure mowing the lawn sounds trivial to some but in a culture where typically the outside chores of the home are left to the males, I figured it was a good place to start.
So I mow the lawn. I read books in front of them and explain that mommy likes to learn. I discuss politics, economics and theology in their presence so they know I can voice my opinion. I go to the gym and lift heavy things so they can see I can be strong. So when my oldest flexes his muscles and shout’s “Mom! I’m strong like you!!” I know that they are watching and I know that it’s working.