They said I can do anything.
Who “they” are, I don’t know.
But I suppose they were right.
I’ve not yet tried something I couldn’t do. I am completely
confident that with sufficient time and persistence, I could do anything.
I don’t think that’s vain. After all, I didn’t say it would
be easy. I just said I could do it. Eventually.
So they were right. I
can do anything.
But they were wrong, too.
See, they also said that “can” means “should” and “anything”
means “everything.”
They said I can do anything, but what I heard, what I’ve
recently realized I believe, is:
I
should do everything.
I can’t be the only one who heard that. Right?
Given our societies obsession with feminism, women’s lib,
girl power, and strong female characters, how could we not? How could we not
feel pressure to do everything and do it perfectly? Because we can. Because we
should.
I’m a stay at home mom, but I feel like I should also
provide a supplementary income in some creative way that takes absolutely no
time away from my son. I feel like I should be a handyman, able to fix every
problem around the house myself. I should handle car problems. I should have an
amazing meal prepared at the same time every night. I should pre-pack
aesthetically
pleasing and healthy lunches for my husband and son. I should get
plenty of exercise every day. I should make sure my husband, son and dog get
plenty of exercise every day.
I should host fabulous parties with all of my friends, where
everything is homemade and the table is laid out with expensive dishes and
centerpieces. I should have lots of friends in the first place. I should host
play groups. I should spend hours reading to my son and teach him the ABC’s now
that he’s almost two. (Because we’re so so behind on Kindergarten prep.)
I should have an entire summer of fun, age appropriate “sensory”
activities (whatever that means)
planned for my son. I should spend hours on crafts for our five-minute family
home evening lesson, because everyone knows you can’t learn anything by simply reading
scriptures together.
I should be happy all the time, but my gosh! I’m exhausted
just typing all of the things I should be doing. It makes me crazy just to
think about it all. And I haven’t listed a small fraction of the things floating
around in my head that belong on that list.
I’m sure you have your own, very long list. I don’t know if you’re
a working mom, a single mom, or if you have any kids at all, but I know you
have a list.
And ladies, I truly think that we can do everything. Maybe I’m wrong, but I don’t think so. Whether
we should is another question—one that I don’t have an answer to.
But should or should not, here is my confession: I don’t
want to.
There. I said it. I don’t want to. I don’t want to work to supplement our income,
or fix cars, or so many other things on the list that’s been imprisoning me.
There are so many things I don’t want to do, but there are
just as many that I do.
I love cooking for my family. I love reading with my son. I
love spending hours on a craft for our five-minute lesson. But when I try to do
everything, I end up not loving any of it.
I want to love being a mom. I want to love being a wife. I
want to love being a homemaker. So I’m going to let myself love it. I’m going
to joyfully fulfill those responsibilities that I choose to take on. I’m going
to let my husband fulfill the responsibilities he’s chosen to take on, and we’re
going to let go of the ones that aren't that important to us.
Because I’m a woman, and I can do that too.
Do you think you should do everything? What things will you let go of?
Do you think you should do everything? What things will you let go of?