Maybe I am, maybe I'm not...a feminist that is. I have always thought of myself as independent. I know I CAN do everything that a man can do. I usually prefer it my way anyways. I have never depended on a man before...well, thats not true, I depended on my dad.
My dad is a man who takes care of all the blue things if you will. Blue meaning, stereotypical man jobs. For instance, everything to do with his families vehicles. I mean, yeah, I got my own oil changed, but if something were to break or I needed a new registration or something...my dad got it done. Automatically...I didn't even have to ask.
I am now at a point in my life, where my only option is to be a homemaker. I can't work, yet. I stay at home all day with Liv. I cook, clean, do laundry, change most of the diapers, and drink way too much coffee. My husband is the bread winner and only winner in this situation because like I said above, I can't work. That puts me in a position that I have never wanted or saw myself in.
Its taking some adjusting. This is all being brought up because the other day I texted Pat to shovel the walk while we were at a baby shower because I slipped and almost killed myself. He was doing a little working from home and didn't shovel. Of course, me being me, I had to give him shit about it. He then responded back with "this is the 21st century, why can't you go shovel the walk?"? Touche my friend, however, sometimes I don't feel it is because here I am in my homemaker role. Its very conflicting.
I am also going to renew Pat's registration on his truck today...which brought up the whole subject again. Isn't that how marriage works? So, I'm sucking it up and going to renew it for him...but I am also going to make him go get me an oil change. Its only fair right? I won't make him take Liv with him. Hello DMV, here we come!