Redstocking Grandma: Hair

July 12, 2007

Hair

From the beginning, Nate has enjoyed my hair. For the past few weeks, he has loved it when Vanessa and I swung our hair back and forth. He is particularly delighted when we blow on our bangs to make them dance. Occasionally he has managed to grab my hair, but his grabbing never seemed deliberate. This morning was a big step in his rapid evolution from an observer to a doer. Repeatedly he grabbed hold of my hair and got very excited shaking it. He has learned how to capture me!

2 comments:

C Hawk said...: It looks like Nate is ready for forays to the sandbox playground.

See my essay on "How to Win Friends and Influence People by Hairpulling"

Has he pulled Erin's hair yet ???

Grandpa; July 12, 2007 at 4:44 PM
Anonymous said...: I think he already knows how to capture his grandma even if she were bald. And his mom, and his dad for that matter. Nobody can resist the siren song (or cooing) of most adorable infant since, um, sliced bread. Not that sliced bread is so adorable...Nate is definitely cuter.; July 13, 2007 at 7:15 AM

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In the late 60s and early 70s, I belonged to Redstockings, a NYC feminist group. Becoming a grandma to 9 grandkids since 2007 has resurrected my 60s activism, but made me increasingly critical about what passes for feminism. My misgivings at age 25 have been prescient.

Feminists became the unwitting handmaidens of corporate capitalism. Once huge numbers of women entered the paid work force, wages stagnated. You were no longer able to support a family on one well paying union job. Women increasingly were forced to work. The option of staying home with your children became increasingly unaffordable. The government used to pay women to stay home with their young kids. The desirability of having one parent at home with young children has been derided as impractical.

Early activists emphasized abortion over child care. Now we psychiatric drug our kids into obedience to the most child unfriendly nation on earth. Upper and middle class women in the US are might be far better off. But poor women and children are worse off.

Being a full-time mother to my four brilliant daughters for 16 years and a nanny to my oldest grandson were the best years of my life. Being with young kids is my bliss.

Families are my passion. My parents were both the oldest of 7. I have 5 younger brothers, 4 daughters, 4 sons-in-law, 9 grandkids,10 and under. The oldest of 45 first cousins, I have 11 nieces and nephews, 12 great nieces and nephews. I have been an editor of psychiatric books, a children's and teen librarian, a childbirth educator, a breastfeeding counselor, a social worker, an internet educator, a full-time mother, a 24/7 caregiver of my mom, a social media activist. I spent three months at Occupy Wall Street as a volunteer social worker, informal mom, big sister, aunt, grandma.