Over the tops of multiple children's bodies wiggling and vying for attention, over the blasting sounds of a football game, over the shouts and cheers and laughter of multiple families enjoying a day together, over glasses of ice cold white wine, she and I spoke business. She and I are mothers. She and I both own our own successful, creative, professional businesses. She and I work out in the world and from home and have time to breastfeed and make after-school snacks. She and I are okay with our husbands doing things that they are better at, like barbecuing and snow blowing and talking about football. She and I are okay with having complex levels of circular emotions, cooking cupcakes from scratch, and having business meetings in the midst of a boisterous room. Multitasking is simple for us. It is what we are made to do.
Tonight I am celebrating feminism.
"Feminism is a collection of movements and ideologies aimed at defining, establishing, and defending equal political, economic, and social rights for women. This includes seeking to establish equal opportunities for women in education and employment. A feminist advocates or supports the rights and equality of women.
Feminist theory, which emerged from these feminist movements, aims to understand the nature of gender inequality by examining women's social roles and lived experience..."
I am celebrating that a great deal of who I know myself to be is because of feminism. I know in my core that I can be whatever I want to be, do whatever I want to do, professionally, personally and spiritually. This does not tell me that I must be and do the same things as a man. This tells me that I am perfect as a woman. A mother. A professional. A wife.
Now the kids are asleep, a fresh glass of wine is poured, the dishes are done (by my husband) and I will get back to work.