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On Being a Slacker. . .

March 16, 2009

Be all that you can be.

-U.S. Army slogan

What if all I want to be is a couch potato? Ever read the book, Confessions of a Slacker Mom? Well that’s what I am today. A Slacker with a capital S.

I realize there’s a choice. I could be all that I could be. I could wake up and fill the kids backpacks with organic, nutritional treats, prepare a three-course breakfast including freshly squeezed OJ, kiss my husband good-bye, work productively at my writing, volunteer at the school, organize the ski team party, clean out the coat closet, make homemade spaghetti sauce for dinner, and make sure the kids do their homework after soccer practice. Or, I could be a slacker.

Why does the choice have to be so extreme? Why do moms think that being all they can be, is to be supermoms?

Do we need to work all day? Do dinner? Dishes? Do it all? Of course not. Moms often put that on themselves. Spouses, kids, and babysitters can be part of the equation. Besides, dishing out junk food on occasion won’t cause cancer. I realize Twinkies don’t really have a place in the food pyramid, but come on. Are they going to kill my kids? Give us a break already.

Moms, whether working at an office or working for the PTA, have been given far too many demands. Be all that you can be does not mean being a wife, a mom, a marathon runner, a community organizer, or say, a governor all at the same time. That’s the definition of insanity if you ask me.

What kid needs an insane parent? What office needs an insane employee? What community needs a crazy activist? A true feminist does exactly what she knows she needs to do for herself. Not for the entire planet. Being all that you can be means being who you are, not what everyone wants you to be. There are days when we are best as caregivers and other days we are best at being managers. There may be days when we are best at being hung-over. Being present in who we are at any given minute, makes us the best that we can be.

Pass the popcorn. Today, I’m heading for the couch. Slacker.

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One comment

  1. Yes, we can only do so much, call in the troops!
    And yes, Twinkies will kill your kids!



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