I ponder this newfound sisterhood as I stroll between frying bacon and my laptop, talking to my office on my cell phone. I am a woman of my times. In 2012, many of us balance it all. Work, kids, home, volunteering, socializing. But really, we are not any different than the women that came before us. I am a woman who is getting it done. Just like the woman standing in her kitchen 50 years ago baking a pie, watching her kids play outside, and planning her day in her head. Or the one wearing her apron while she gets water at a well 150 years ago. We are all the same, us mothers. Yelling at our kids not to get lolly pop in their hair and talking to friends and washing dishes. Staying busy, getting it done. Wearing our aprons. Cause that's how we roll.
|Lucy's in the club. She's down with the apron.|