I know that BettyJoan already covered this, but I wanted to say something too.

This article in the NYT hit home for me.I mentioned before in my 100 things about me post, that I used to consider myself a feminist, but now I’m not so sure.

It’s true.

When I was in about middle school, I read Reviving Ophelia. I researched Betty Friedan. I scorned models in Playboy. I watched Three’s Company and cringed at the sexist nature of the show. I told myself that I would never ever be one of those women who relied on men. My mother taught me that women could do anything, and that I didn’t need a man to be complete. She also told me to be strong, and not to chase the boys. (The only advice I took from that was not to chase the boys.) I was angry. I was angry that women were looked down upon, that it was only a few decades before that we had the right to vote, the right to work, the right to do almost anything. I was angry that on average, women earned 75 cents to the dollar that men earned. I was angry that glass ceilings existed. And now? I am still angry. I’m angry that I don’t know what I want to do with my life. That I have all of these options and not a clue as to what I can do with them. That I don’t really know how lucky I am to have the choice. I’m angry that I care I don’t look like Jessica Simpson or Eva Longoria. I’m angry that I want to be seen as the sex symbol. That I want to be seen as the doting wife and mother. And yet, I want to be seen as equal. I’m angry that I’m in my early 20’s and I’m scared that I’ll never get married. I know tons of beautiful, successful young women in their 30’s who are amazing…so I know I’ll be OK seeing them as a role model…but I still worry.The dating industry is booming. Everywhere you look it’s how to get a man, how to keep a man, how to attract a man, and how to get over a man when he dumps you. Well, no wonder he dumps you…all you worry about is what to do to catch him or keep him! Match.com and other internet dating services are gaining speed, and Cosmo continues to be the highest selling women’s magazine. Has everything really gone full circle? Are the articles aimed at young women today similar to those aimed at the young women in the 1950’s - only more cleverly crafted and worded? I too have pondered what is stated at the end of the NYT article (see quote below), and wonder is it true that women are destined to a cycle of rebellion and regression? That thirty years from now the same generation of girls who were striving to attain the “ideal life” and the “perfect man” are now regretting it…

Having boomeranged once, will women do it again in a couple of decades? If we flash forward to 2030, will we see all those young women who thought trying to Have It All was a pointless slog, now middle-aged and stranded in suburbia, popping Ativan, struggling with rebellious teenagers, deserted by husbands for younger babes, unable to get back into a work force they never tried to be part of?


The women I know are stuck. Stuck between wanting a life on Wisteria Lane, a
nd stuck between wanting to be the next CEO. Even on Desperate Housewives, the character of Lynette is constantly struggling as the mom who goes back to work. It’s a delicate balance of power, and a game that we have to play whether we want to or not. There are some women who don’t have the luxury of choosing to stay home or to work - and those women are chastised for not being home enough with their children, because they are putting food on the table - working three jobs! There are some women who get married, have children, and stop working - who are chastised for being “lazy” or for not being ambitious enough. For not having goals. Then there are the women who are “married” to their jobs - who are chastised for wanting too much, for reaching above and beyond, and more likely than not - ending up alone because of it. How can we find a happy medium for all of these women? Is it even possible?Me, I know I would get bored out of my mind staying at home and raising a family. As much as I love children, and as much as I want to do it - I know that’s not enough for me. I need adult conversation, I need somewhere to be, and something to do. I know taking care of a child is a 24 hour a day, 7 day a week job, with not a lot of thanks and never a moment off. I’m certainly not discounting the hard work and heart it takes to raise childen. I just know that for me, I’m going to want it all. And I deserve it all. I just don’t know how to make it work.

If you think about it, it’s a pretty fucked up society we live in where a girl such as myself…who is educated, intelligent, and a good person can be made to feel like she’s missing something without a man. Do you think men ever feel that way? Well gee, I’m smart, successful, tall and handsome, but I just don’t think I’m a real man without a wife. So he gets one. A trophy wife. (Joke here guys!)

I can’t say that I don’t crave the happy ending…the white picket fence and the 2.5 kids with a dog. I just wonder at what point did my desires change from wanting to be an “obstetrician by day and a rock star by night,” to the seemingly suffocating life of a “desperate” housewife.