Keeping things down

Despite having two bouts of the dry heaves this morning in front of my very distressed child, I actually am feeling somewhat better some of the time. What helps:

– Herbal tea (peppermint and chamomile are my favorites)
– Ginger ale (the “diet chek”, a questionable-looking local generic, is actually quite good)
– Eggs
– Toast
– Yellow rice with peas and corn
– Salad
– Crackers (with and without peanut butter)
– Lying down

All this lying down makes me wonder what I’d be doing if a storm hadn’t ripped up our lives. I’d be just a few weeks from comps… just the thought makes my stomache do flips. The lack of work, absense of daycare, and total nothingness of being here is making me feel like a housewife… honestly, I really do believe it’s a terribly difficult job because I would loose my mind. I’m crafty and all that, but I don’t think I could handle it if my biggest daily acheivement was keeping the kids alive, making dinner, and getting extra points for some scrapbooking or something. Not to be crass, but shouldn’t we educated ladies be figuring out ways to have serious professional contributions in the world — but in line with our part-time, ever changing lives? If we don’t fight to make it exist, it’s not going to magically appear and lay itself at our feet. From that perspective, we’re not being kept down, we’re keeping ourselves down. Are we really that happy being kept women?