I am always interested in women helping women. I think so often women get distracted by competitiveness. And what is worse is that it is a silent competition, but we all know it’s going on. Who is wearing what? How skinny is she now? Look at how messy her house is? Look at how clean her house is. Is her marriage stable? Are her kids thriving? Did she get another new handbag?
I love having the contrast of a little boy in the midst of my little girls. I could watch his mannerisms all the live, long day. As long as no one swipes his toy of the moment (typically a weapon of some kind) then he is content and happy in his world.
(I can appreciate that you tried to use your body as an art form, Reid, but I must insist that markers go on paper.)
I have a sneaking suspicion that the unease between women is more about us and what makes us feel better about…us. I don’t think we mean to be hurtful. I think we are just trying to make ourselves feel okay. Are we okay? Have we made it? Hmmmm. Are we okay just because we have been born? Do we really need to work so hard at it and try to gain approval? Can’t we just mind our own business and feel at peace? Is that even possible?
Equally as important as women helping women to me is writers helping writers. It is so hard to really make it as a writer. The problem is that a writer needs to write! NEEDS TO. A writer also NEEDS an audience to respond to that writing to keep the momentum going.
What is even more important to me that women helping women and writers helping writers? Mothers helping mothers. We are all in the trenches and if one of us can give a boost to another then it should be our pleasure to do so. Motherhood needs to be a community of women that encourages, loves and lifts each other up. We are trying to keep our children alive! We are trying to make these little people happy & successful! How can we do that if we don’t lean on each other?
My SILs emailed me about a dear, old friend & writer that has a new book out.
I have not yet read it, but I’m always up for some mommy-encouragement. The book is a stones throw away from making the New York Times Best Sellers list. We can help with that, can’t we Blue Egg readers?