Before I begin, I want to thank all of you for your support in my most recent announcement. It's difficult being on Progesterone and being pregnant--it means I'm a million times more emotional than the normal pregnant woman. Until I have my next appointment, I will continue to feel elated, confused, and sad within a few minutes, every hour of every day. And I'm okay with that.
Growing up, "feminism" was considered a dirty word in our home. My mother severely resented the movement and all it represented; unfortunately, at that period, her resentment is completely understandable--the movement often criticized, shamed, and demeaned women who chose to stay at home.
When I came to college, I was prepared to throw my own criticisms toward any person who brought up feminism. I knew I wanted a husband, kids, and to stay-at-home. I studied feminist literature; this confirmed my suspicions that the movement was only about "free" sex, reproductive, i.e. abortion, rights, and finding fulfillment outside the home via an occupation.
Ironically enough, once I graduated and fully settled into stay-at-home motherhood, I took another peek into the feminist world; after even more research and much thought, I did a complete turn-around. Like many movements, I recognized that feminism has its extremes but the main tenet is to help women reach their highest potential--something I fully agree with.
The change I underwent is rather complicated, as our my personal views on feminism. To summarize, briefly, I believe in empowering all women to make the best choices for them. I also believe that we, as women, must accept the consequences to the choices we make--even if we feel those choices are our right.
Over the next few months (or even years), I hope to unravel my feelings toward feminism. I also desire that each of you chime in with your own insightful thoughts and opinions; remember, this is a community, a safe place to share how we all think.
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