The most important job

After weeks of poo-poohing the idea of a ‘war on women,’ I’ve had a change of heart.

There is indeed a war.  And it’s being waged from the left flank.

By now, anyone not attached to life support has heard what Hilary Rosen said about the GOP front-runner’s wife:  “Ann Romney never worked a day in her life.”

The moment those words exited from her smug and supercilious mug, Rosen realized what she’d done.  She’d just shot Archduke Franz Ferdinand.  She’d bombed Pearl Harbor.  Or, to reduce it to terms any feminist could understand, she’d launched her own Teat Offensive.

I don’t need to waste much ink on explaining how mothers who stay at home with their children work as hard as, if not more than, their paid counterparts in Lily Ledbetter land.  My own mother raised five children completely alone after my father died of cancer in 1982.  She managed to produce three lawyers, one international marketing director and a physical therapist. 

My best friend, a lawyer with a Law Review pedigree, took a detour from a high-powered career to be at home with her child-my godson-during his formative years. 

My sister, that international marketing director I was just referring to, has taken time out of a thriving career to raise her three year old son and has produced, if I do say so myself, a genius of a child who brings an unexpected amount of jubilation to his aging relatives.

These are not just anecdotal success stories.  This is real life, and these are the real women who populate the world that Hillary Rosen disdains (despite her feeble attempt at an apology.)

I’m actually quite grateful to Rosen for her comments.  She’s given a public face to a certain kind of liberal who, while attempting to show just how misogynistic conservatives are with their so-called aversion to birth control and their ‘rape’ legislation, have a bit of a women-hating problem themselves. Only the type of woman they hate tends to run a house, not a law firm.

When I went to Bryn Mawr, they had a saying that always bothered me, but which I now realize is fairly representative of a certain leftist philosophy:  “Our failures only marry.”  Feminists of the Seven Sister order don’t have anything against marriage and babies.  What they do resent is women who ‘just’ embrace the traditional feminine roles without also seeking Ph.Ds, Pulitzers or cabinet positions.

Liberals will always deny it when cornered, just as Rosen has done.  But we women have been catching that subliminal message for the past fifty years, namely, you need to be paid in order to be praised.  That’s one of the reasons that some of the ‘equal pay’ types used to try and quantify in actual dollars the amount of work stay-at-home Moms did, and then argued that it equaled the GDP of a third world country.

You might say that as a woman who never had children and who has spent the last 25 years of her life in the workforce I’m not exactly the type of person who should be picking up the mantle for stay-at-home Moms.   You might be right.

Then again, as the daughter of a woman who made me the center of her life and in doing so, gave me the keys to the world, keeping quite isn’t an option.