September 29th, 2009

It’s ten after eight. The baby is asleep. My house is clean and the dog is dozing at my feet. The whirring of the baby monitor and the rumbling of the dryer provide a soothing soundtrack, as the baby’s diapers tumble around, ready for day care tomorrow.

My husband is due home any minute from a church meeting and dinner is almost ready. The chicken is sauteing gently, the broccoli is steaming and the home-made biscuits will come out of the oven as soon as I finish this post.

The feminist in me may scowl (she is a bit scowly, now and again), but as a wife and mother, these moments of domestic peace bring me a deep sense of accomplishment. There is something ancient and feminine and true about the daily rituals of life and I give thanks for them.

2 responses to “Domesticity”

  1. prettyisa says:

    I don't think it's unfeminist of you at all– a working partnership with your husband to provide and maintain a clean home, a happy child and pet, and some good food is perfectly feminist, if you interpret that to be the ability of women to arrange their lives however they wish in order to achieve their goals. Sometimes a good biscuit is a good goal, you know?

  2. Kate says:

    Excellent definition. And speaking of baked goods as amazing accomplishments, check this out:


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