17/09/2024
It feels important while reading about feminist critical discourse analysis, and thinking about how women often perpetuate myths about the wonderful nature of motherhood through the way in which they speak about it, to acknowledge what a privilege it feels to have a day to just work. I never thought I’d miss being able to just get my head down for the day and just work.
The key word there is JUST. Without having to be somewhere to pick the kids up, without organising their clubs or social life, without feeding them, without listening to their worries about their days, their friendships and their studies, without washing their clothes or just planning how to manage all of that tomorrow, and the next day...
I feel tempted to qualify what I’ve said above by saying ‘I do love being a mum really’, but the fact that women feel they need to qualify their ambivalent feelings about motherhood, and usually do, is part of the problem.
So I’m sitting back with a cup of tea savouring my newly found Tuesday freedom. This is a day that has now been put aside by myself and my family to give me the time and space to be lost in something I love, that’s interesting, that’s just about me. And hopefully something that will be useful for others in future.
Image Description: [A photo of my desk with a cup of tea and some articles covered in scribbles about critical discourse analysis.]