Are you a traditional, or ‘trad-wife’. I am. I never thought I would be. I fell for the lies of feminism; hook, line and sinker. I was miserable but I never knew why until I married in 2004 at the age of 37.
British Trad-wife in above video explains: Five reasons I LOVE being a Trad Wife • Encouraging books on Femininity
I always felt out of place in the world. As a child, I had always been taught, at home and at school, to want to be part of the workforce- to make my mark on the world. Really, corporate America is just 8th grade with a paycheck. You still have bullies, mean girls, the same girls who were loose in school are still that way only they use their sexuality to get ahead. There is rivalry between women that is shocking in its pettiness and cruelty. I did not do well in school because I was not a game player, and I did not do well in corporate America because I still was unable to play those kinds of games.
When I married my husband, I thought we would travel more. He is older than I was, and settled financially. He had grown children but we did not have children together. A world of possibility was open for us. Then, two years into our marriage he was diagnosed as a type 2 diabetic. Nine years into our marriage he went into a diabetic coma. His blood glucose was over 1000. He was in a coma for three days; in the hospital for a week.
During that time he was also in the middle of what would turn out to be a three year stretch of unemployment. We sold many of our possessions to make ends meet. It was difficult. Those were dark days. His family, and mine, was pressuring me to get a job outside the home. I could not see the logic of working AND hiring someone to look after my husband when I could stay home and look after him myself. He could not be left alone and if I had gone to work I would have been distracted and worried about coming home to finding a corpse (there was no way we could have hired someone to look after him, we had no insurance & no money). We made it through the big stuff but we are still dealing with some of the aftermath. I’m still a stay-at-home wife… a trad-wife.
We must get past this mentality that traditional wives are leeches. That what a homemaker does has no value. Women are still expected to do everything around the house AND bring home a paycheck AND look after the kids AND be a sex bot for hubby.
This stupid commercial is one of the ways women were being brainwashed 30 years ago.
Few men would object to having a woman do EVERYTHING while they only go to work and sit back while their wife runs herself into an early grave trying to live up to all of the expectations foisted upon her. I decided years ago, before my husband’s health took a bad turn to draw a line in the sand. That line was working outside the home. I could not see working to make someone else rich while neglecting my home. It’s MY home. I will run it my way.
It has taken years to work myself out of the programming that tells women they don’t contribute unless they contribute outside the home. The more people who are working, the more people who are paying paying taxes. If I have to live on a budget so should my government. My being a traditional wife is my little bit of civil disobedience. My sanity, My comfort. My refuge. My sanctuary against a hostile world. I hope it is so for my husband as well.
If you are a woman who wants to be a trad-wife, or a man who wants to marry a woman who wants to be a trad-wife, there are resources out there on the subject and I will be adding more as time goes on. There is more to life than being, Boss Lady.