DiZent:
Appreciation for domestic work did not “come natural” to me. However, I have never had the option to NOT be the one “bringing home the bacon”. It is what I was better at, and hubby was better at domestic chores, though he was often the one who got resentful about the role reversal.
I sincerely hope you were not accusing me of having an inappropriate and self-important attitude. I’ve never thought of myself as either feminist or traditional, and my family is very important. I have expressed that I have difficulty with the roles, as does my hubby. We are not alone in this struggle.
Let me clarify. It is our common lot to have a self-important attitude. We put ourselves first. I do it in different ways–or maybe not!–but I am no different than you in this, I am sure. So yes, I guess I’m accusing you, but I’m pointing at the mirror, too, if that helps.
My problem with feminism is that many feminists seem so thirsty for the sins long tolerated in men. Money is something you get from your labors, something you get in order to support your family, do charitable works, and enjoy some of the material things of this world. Likewise with advanced degrees or promotion to a position of authority. These don’t make you more of a person. They don’t make you more important in any ultimate sense, nor do they earn you a greater leadership role once you’re back home. You were as important as you were ever going to be when you sprang from the hand of God. Money doesn’t change that. If there is anything that makes you more worth listening to or more worthy of leadership, it is development of the virtues that will do that… which is another way of saying you have to become more of the person that God intended you to be, more of a saint. Humility, which is to say a realistic view of your own importance in the great scheme of things, is on that list.
Having a job outside the home, however, can make you bone-tired. A person who does the outside work is necessarily going to be doing less of the domestic work. From each according to their ability, to each according to their need. Gender roles don’t trump that basic rule.
DiZent:
I agree with you here, though it sounds like you are a bit biased against ths sister who works.
That was not my intention. I think children benefit from having a consistent caregiver, preferably a parent, especially when they are very young. I don’t think it is ordained by God that that be their mother.
Why preferably a parent? Because parents are the most important people in the world to a child. Nothing impresses their own importance on them more than being the daily focus of a parent’s time and attention, and by that I mean impresses it on them in a healthy way. A parent who can’t give their child that impression in that way has to take special care that they get it, nonetheless. It can be done, but it is a difficult road to walk. Parents who are doing it need our particular support and care.
DiZent:
This is where the problem lies. I was already head of household, with 2 kids. Hubby did not accept the mantle of leadership - not financially, not in parenting, not in our spiritual development (yes he is Catholic, but not practicing). We probably shouldn’t have married, yet we’ve made it work for 19 years.
Acedia (the sloth that comes from being unfocused or losing interest in one’s duties) is a common fault, and one I struggle with myself. The solution seems to come not just from being convinced to step up to my duties, but also from believing that I have something to offer. When both hit home with me, then it’s like igniting a spark. Stuff starts happening. But it’s like igniting wet wood… you have to keep at it again and again, because the energy doesn’t keep coming on its own. People like me are a trial for the more energetic to be around. We drive self-starters nuts, for obvious reasons.
You are probably the prophet to a king that in his heart of hearts doesn’t believe he belongs on the throne. I wish you the best, and don’t blame you for having had to do his job. The more you insist on his doing it, on his contribution being irreplaceable, the better, but you won’t find me condemning you for throwing your hands up in frustration. You’re in a tough spot, and my heart goes out to you.