Can a Stay-at-Home-Mom Be a Feminist?
Or am I just a hypocrite?
Wow. What a time to be a woman. Something’s been in the air. It’s thick. It’s moving. It’s palpable. It’s getting bigger.
And it’s inspiring the hell out of me.
As I kneel here, scrubbing my kitchen floor, it amazes me that less than a hundred years ago women…