This is good. And is from the very smart used to be somebody. The line about a mother being a CEO of her own household is well-meaning, but cannot be said with a straight face if you are English. I am absolutely nothing like a CEO. I couldn’t honestly say I was in command of [...]
Archive for August, 2010
If you look to me for links
Posted in babies, feminist motherhood, motherhood, sex of the icky parental kind, toddlers, work and family (im)balance on August 31, 2010 | 4 Comments »
Before
Posted in bill, fatherhood, me, motherhood, motherhood bliss, sex of the icky parental kind on August 31, 2010 | 3 Comments »
Me to him: Gosh you look so beautiful in every one of these photographs from that trip. No wonder I went home and immediately got pregnant to you. (Didn’t we all look grand before parenthood struck us down?)
The psychological responsibility
Posted in fatherhood, feminism, feminist motherhood, motherhood, work and family (im)balance on August 30, 2010 | 13 Comments »
This, (‘Now, Dad Feels as Stressed as Mom’) from The New York Times has very similar themes to that piece from the Sydney Morning Herald that I just linked to here a while back about the angry dads – essentially that men are being more squeezed by their work-family balance than ever before and probably [...]
Something went quite right
Posted in feminist motherhood, goddamn craft, lauca, motherhood, motherhood bliss, preschoolers, race/anti-racism on August 30, 2010 | 1 Comment »
Tonight I bring you more offerings from the art factory.This picture by Lauca is of a water slide park, so vivid you would think we actually took her to those places when really we’re too cheap for that. Notice something about the various families scattered around the park? Some are black and some are white. [...]
Wordsmith
Posted in lauca, motherhood, motherhood bliss, preschoolers on August 29, 2010 | 4 Comments »
Lauca is nestled between us – her father and I. All three of us on our own computers. Just another day in our anti-social paradise. She doesn’t want to play games on her computer this afternoon, she wants to use the word processor. Maybe she is mimicking me. She says she is typing someone a [...]
Who wore it better?
Posted in cormac, lauca, toddlers on August 27, 2010 | 8 Comments »
The Ramones t-shirt is Too Tough To Die and has seen a lot of love in our family. First with Lauca and now with Cormac. Yeah. Tragic hipster parent, thy name is mine.
Beware of anyone talking about your ‘hard wiring’
Posted in fatherhood, feminism, feminist motherhood, motherhood, motherhood sux, work and family (im)balance on August 25, 2010 | 6 Comments »
Now, if you read nothing else this week, then read this: “Will Working Mothers’ Brains Explode? The Popular New Genre of Neurosexism” by Cordelia Fine. It is quite, quite perfect, as I am sure you will see from these two excerpts. .. with the buzz—phrase ‘hard wiring’ comes an extraordinary insistence on locating social pressures [...]
I spied while sipping my cup of tea today
Posted in feminism, politics, race/anti-racism on August 24, 2010 | 9 Comments »
Notice something about the illustration accompanying this article titled “Diversity of voices enriches system”, an article about the optimism we should all be feeling about the likely hung parliament resulting from the recent Australian federal election? The diversity of voices, or their arms at least, all appear to belong to white men. How diverse.
Parenting is a pretty platonic business
Posted in fatherhood, motherhood, motherhood sux, sex of the icky parental kind on August 23, 2010 | 8 Comments »
Lately I have been asking friends about their experiences of running hot and cold in their long-term relationships – I am nosey like that, and quite fascinated by such transitions. Why do they think it happens, how come it can flick on and off so abruptly in a perfectly happy relationship? I think my friend [...]
Luxury by theft
Posted in feminism, feminist motherhood, motherhood, motherhood bliss, work and family (im)balance, your guide to perfect play dates on August 22, 2010 | 4 Comments »
One of the nicest things about working outside the home is the possibility of having time when you aren’t actually working but you’re still outside the home. Like sharing a train trip into work with a mother friend. Thirty minutes of uninterrupted conversation. Luxury. Also, the time she asked me if I had time for [...]

