I appreciated reading the article about Ms. Sandberg, and if I understand it correctly she would like to usher in a New Age Feminism, and it is obviously her prerogative to do so. There are some things she cannot change, and that includes breasts, child birth, and no matter how many times it is explained, “We are pregnant,” I can reassure you that it is a woman who is pregnant, and it is a woman who gives birth, and no one has been able to change this factor over the life of man and woman on the face of the earth. One thing which happened as a result of the Betty Freedan type of feminism is that all children, if well, and after they are born — When placed in a mother’s arms their little heads turn to her breast shortly thereafter. For nine months they have learned her scent, reacted to her body’s emotions, and have been nourished through her blood supply, and infinitely, she is to whom they turn to feed for the first time. A bond was sealed from the time that sperm speared the egg, and the egg attached to the uterus. Many women have been cheated out of the opportunity to enjoy any of this period of time, because they are poor to middle income, have no choice but to return to a job, and one can pump breast until hell becomes a glacier, and that baby will have the wholesome mother’s milk, but the warm mother, and the little baby have not the interaction of the tiny hands on breast, and the mother’s soft sounds the baby innately has connected with is a different experience, and women lost something of this when feminism told the mother she was equal in all things.

Let us speak truth, that most facilities which have an on premisis child care area and place to nurse during the work day are few and far between. It is impossible for a new mother to really take her baby to work, and for how ever many hours are work hours she owes them to the employer. I cried every time I had to get back to work even though it was Dad left many times to give care. Ms. Sandberg apparently has no use for the sort of women who cannot jump that hurdle.

I see women as taking husband’s names once more as a mark of courage, for human nature often finds the simpler path was easier for the children, and to take a surname now is almost romantic, going back to what they knew of their grandmothers and grandfathers. It has kinship with how England, Forever England, will have a pride about their role in World Wars, for British were noble in times when it was perilous and they leaned harder on God and Country. Judaica’s early history of being, “Of The House of David, marked identity and family, and until the feminist movement encouraged it as negative to be so identifiable, it was still a portion of the marriage ceremony.

However, I am meeting more and more young women in their thirties who are broken hearted, because men could stay in their lives for years without marriage, and the women postponed childbirth, while meanwhile the gentlemen found some younger woman more appealing, got married, and stated their old roomies would always be dear friends, so what is wrong with that. Again, the laws of attraction come in to play, and women in their twenties are at a glorious stage of beauty, and if they are fertile — They are apt to have far less problems in conceiving.

Women lost a lot when they were searching for equality, and a lot of things did change for the better, because a woman can choose to have a long and successful career, and if they are wealthy enough and brilliant enough, they can also make it appear that they really do have it all. We have lost a great deal, and children have lost even more, for the average woman is going to have to hit a time clock, and she will not be on a corporate jet when she notices her child has head lice; No, she will have to finish her shift, go home exhausted, and she alone is apt to have to deal with the nit picking, and no pun is intended. So let the women have a little romanticism for the past, because in truth, not everything was so drastically in need of change.

Love you Michael, hope all is well, and I am going to do this as a blog some time soon. Thanks for the articles and a reminder that I have some work to do.
Barb

Hello Michael,

As usual, your are more than gracious to me, and perhaps I should be more guarded in what I write, but as you know about us; we live and we learn, and that article really made me think of my beautiful niece, so many nurses and professional people with whom I have worked — hardly to mention the totally screwed up young people who once had some expectations at home such as a family meal and a time to discuss issues with parents. Parents had some power of discipline as well, and even commanded a little respect. Mom was an important three letter word, and so was Dad. I really do want to write a blog sometimes dedicated to the umbilical cord connection of mothers with children, for it is the children who have suffered the loss of mother’s breast, and the role women take in early childhood development, and I do think ultra-feminism has taken a toll.

It is too bad my Harvard International Law boy is with Amazon film now, but they are treasuring the move to Southern Cal where she is three hours from the San Diego Korean community where her family stay if they are not in Seoul or wherever else in the world. This Yale/Harvard woman is the most dedicated mother I have ever seen, and if you were around her for two hours, then you would know why Asian children fill our universities and our conservatories, for Mom is all theirs Day 1, and everything is geared toward learning, though she is in the market for a Nanny, for she has spent four years out of law. She prefers either D.A. work or work which deeply impacts women and children, and I am pleased to say that she is my writer’s spirit’s first great fan.

Michael, I will write down my Facebook URL, but this is a question. I find Xanga to be interesting, but I would not mind hooking up with another group of readers that you might suggest. I am on Linked In, but that is not ideal, and I have had a few problems with Facebook. I go there for baby picture post of the kids now, but I try to stay off of it, for I have found that since Facebook attracts so many kinds of people that an intellectual person will understand what I may be going for, but I have had unpleasant experiences with being fully misread once, especially, and I can share that with you at another time. I just stay away except when I see the kids have posted on FB.

What am I missing, for there must be a place where one can go similar to Xanga where I can even write some of the same articles you have shared which I break my neck not to make non-toxic and offensive, so is there anything else you recommend just where people may express themselves without it being so ghastly public. I would suggest that you feel free to contact me through my email address for now which is the ritingsfrmsfbh@gmail.com. I really do not mind, but another Xanga similar place may be good. There are these Google chat rooms for authors, but they tie one to a day, hour, and time, and I am finding the most pleasant part of being retired is not being wedded to such schedules. The email address is the short for; writings from Barbara Heintz San Francisco and should not be case sensitive.

I am empathic for the stress you are under for assets, for I have heard that once you get out Of America, then you are playing a whole different ball game, and it also reminds me of when we had to wait out an almost three year period to settle when my husband had to give up the symphony due to the physician’s grossly neglectful error, and nothing about this kind of stress is pleasant, so I beg you to take care of your self. Going back to Ohio is tunnel vision for me now, for I long to sell these flats, and if you saw where they are — you would understand my dilemma. It is the best weather hill in San Francisco, but my husband just has this tithe with this place, is no longer able to do the kind of building remodeling he so used to enjoy when we were younger, so the place screams as if it was still his mothers. We could have such a lovely flat in San Francisco, so he could enjoy The Bohemian Club Symphony — His passion, without all of these non sense steps, and no matter what I do, the damnable house always has a scent of mold which is common in older Sam Francisco places without central air and heat — both which we need.

I know we would be hit with a tax bill like we have never seen before, for this is famous California prop 13, but we could do so much more for the children and for ourselves. I love our Ohio river condo, and really feel such gratitude to have it as a place to go.

My very best wishes and prayerful thoughts that you can work out the nonsense of international law. That is your burden now, and from someone just a little older, I must tell you to watch your health, for the stress takes a toll, and I saw it stress my husband and I fully out over the past ten years. We have known people, including our parents, who said their best life came after 65, so I will leave you with that hope and blessing.

May it all work out sweet friend, and for that I ask my angels. We will connect again when you are not so busy, and know that I treasure the kindness and love which you have shown me.

Always, With Love and Care,
Barb