The Domestic Revolutionary

How’s 2014 treating you all?  In highly irrelevant, semi-outdated news that you can’t live without, “Selfie” was named word of the year by Oxford Dictionary.  “Selfie” simultaneously topped the list of banished words for 2013 compiled by Lake Superior State University.  So, 2013 was the year of the Selfie, and you should never speak of it again.  Look, I don’t really care if you take Selfies or talk about Selfies, just don’t say Twerking in my presence, okay?  If you have managed to spare yourself from knowing what these words mean, consider yourself lucky and DON’T ASK.

There is another word/phrase that I wish would just go away: CRUNCHY.

“What?” you may ask. “Who doesn’t like a little crispness to their food? Hmm, do I have any chips in the cupboard?”  Okay, before I lose you to a Dorito run (or Late July organic tortilla chip run if you prefer), I’m not talking about the opposite of mushy.  I’m talking about the word people use to describe those who are health conscious and environmentally aware.  I am particularly not crazy about being called a Crunchy Mom.  I know some people don’t mind the term, in fact, they totally own it.  They embrace it.  They flat out rock it.  Others are like, “Crunchy?  You call me Crunchy and I’ll break your teeth.”  Perhaps I fall somewhere in between?  And do you really want to find out?  Yeah.  That’s what I thought.

Okay, so some of you are still confused.  What on Earth would make someone call you Crunchy?  Let me enlighten you, because this is way more relevant than Twerking and Selfies.  Trust me.  Here’s the scoop.  You might risk being called Crunchy if you…

  • Plan for a drug free birth
  • Use cloth diapers
  • Baby-wear
  • Co-sleep
  • Breastfeed past a year
  • Prepare homemade food
  • Grow your own food
  • Homeschool
  • Use alternative medicine
  • Have a parent at home full time

Yada, yada, yada. You get the picture? Why Crunchy?  Apparently it goes back to the hippies and granola.  Because granola is crunchy.  You can tell people put a lot of thought into this, right?  When I explained the term to Danny, he said “Wow, you even make your own granola.  You must be REALLY Crunchy.”

You’ll have to ask him if he still has all his teeth.

Like I said, a lot of people are totally cool with this term.  But I’m not a fan of labels.  It makes me feel like we’re all back in high school.  “Oh, don’t hang around them.  They’re like, SOOO Crunchy!”  (Insert obnoxious mean girl laughter here.)  Or worse yet, “Hey, if you want to be in our Crunchy Club, you’ve gotta use cloth diapers made from organic cotton.  Pampers, like REALLY???  We don’t hang out with Earth haters.”

Look, I kind of get where the animosity comes from.  We Moms are an enthusiastic bunch.  And we also can be a sensitive bunch.  So when one mom wants to ask “Did you see the article from Dr. Mercola about Azodicarbonamide in commercially prepared bread?”, the mom she’s talking to hears “Don’t you know you’re killing your child with that sandwich???”

So perhaps some have given us health conscious types a bad name.  I understand that people can be a little self righteous about their decisions.  But does that mean we have to label everyone who makes those decisions with a texture of food?  I mean, REALLY.  We all put a lot of thought and effort into our parenting decisions.  Entirely too much thought and effort to be lumped into a category described by the mouth feel of an oat cereal.  I prefer “Parenting Non-Conformist”.  Or better yet, “Domestic Revolutionary”.  YES!!!

So, from here on out, we shall not use the CR word.  We will instead use the term Domestic Revolutionary!  (It requires an exclamation point, don’t you think?)  So, you may be thinking “Being a Domestic Revolutionary sounds sweet.  Do I have to do all the things listed above to qualify?”

The answer is simple.  Absolutely not!  You can do some of the things.  You can do none of the things.  You can do all of the things as long as you don’t go bonkers trying to do them.  But there are a few simple qualifications, and while they aren’t all easy, there’s a pretty good chance you’re already doing them.

So here it is!  A sort of manifesto for the Domestic Revolutionary:

  • Know your family
  • Be tuned in to your family’s needs
  • Listen to your mommy gut instincts
  • Never make your decisions based on the status quo
  • Never make your decisions just to defy the status quo
  • Research like a mad woman
  • Never waste one second worrying about what other people think
  • Be The Expert On Your Own Home

When I had my first baby, I wanted to do things the “right” way.  I wanted people to look at me and say “She’s a good mom”.  I didn’t want to stand out.  I never planned to be that lady who loves Frankincense, has a freezer full of wheat berries, brings organic pop corn to movie night, and refers to 1st grade as Core Phase.

I tried being conventional, but when it didn’t work out, I had to give myself permission to become a weirdo.  Okay, forget for a moment that I’m a weirdo.  Because in addition to being a weirdo, I am also an expert.  “Ha!” you may be thinking. “Well, what on Earth are you an expert in?  We know it’s not baking bread, Miss Wheatberry!”  SO, I am not an expert at baking bread.  But I AM the expert on my own home!  And I bet you are the expert on YOUR own home!  See how cool that is?

When we come across another mom who does things totally differently, we don’t have to feel defensive of our own choices or condescending towards hers.  We can give others the benefit of the doubt, that what they are doing is exactly right for them.  Instead of trying to examine their motives or assign them to a parenting style clique, we can say “Wow!  That’s Revolutionary!”  And move on with our lives because ain’t nobody got time for worrying about other people’s decisions.

So, hold your crispy Ezekiel bread with grass fed butter high, my formerly CR labeled friends!  And my friends with mushy white bread because that’s all your kids will eat and it’s not worth fighting over, hold that up high too!  Let’s make 2014 the Year of The Domestic Revolutionary!  Hey, if Twerk was a hot word, I think we have a chance here.

Oh, and if you’re lucky AND good, I just might give you the recipe for my Revolutionary Homemade Granola.  It’s really awesome.  And as far as granola goes it’s more chewy than… well, you know. 😉

 

For Beau, who for 9 years has been teaching me to be Revolutionary.

For Beau, who for 9 years has been teaching me to be Revolutionary.

Comments

  1. I’m not big on labels either (especially when it comes to children). Humans are just too complex to neatly fit into stereotypes. I homebirth, breastfeed for years, reject vaccines, do natural remedies, eat liver and raw milk, but I wouldn’t be caught DEAD wearing a pair of Birkenstocks. Doc Martens maybe. 🙂

    • Good point about labels for children! I’m sure they don’t like being labeled any more than we do!… Ahhh, Doc Martens… yes, I would totally consider wearing those again! I’m sure our kids would think we were Rad! 😉

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