feminist

“Almost everything you do will seem insignificant, but it is important that you do it” Mahatma Gandhi

I recently quit my job at a company that I have worked for, for eleven years. That is over one-third of my life span, spent with one employer. I have been with the company longer than I have been a mother, longer than I have known my husband and longer than I have been a legal adult. I am not having nearly the identity crisis that I thought I would be, honestly.

For reasons too varying in relevance and privacy, I am now a stay-at-home-mom. Something I have hoped for and ran from in equal measure over the years. I have three daughters who are 6.5, 4 and almost 2 years old. As the reality of raising girls in the 21st century has sunk in, my view of myself and my gender as a whole have changed rapidly.  I am now someone who identifies as a feminist. Therefore this new position I find myself in is teetering toward a consistent balance with how I want my daughters to understand our home life, women’s and parents’ choices in society today.

Here I am, figuring it all out.