Learning how to put my needs first (repost)

I have been super busy with family needs these last five days, and haven’t found the time to write. I got back home last night and this morning I’m working on catching up with a few things.

It’s interesting how life is filled up with busy moments and I get caught up in it all. Then something happens to remind me that it’s all just little stuff. It’s okay that I haven’t written here in a few days. And it’s even okay if I’m behind on a few reports due.

It is also okay that I take some “me time” to regroup and replenish.

Here is something I wrote back in July of last year. I think it’s time to revisit it.

Growing up I was taught early on that women were second to men. Wow, that was hard to put in writing. It’s one thing to know it, and another to face it and say it out loud.

I like to think of myself as progressive and a feminist, but old habits die hard.

You don’t just unlearn a behavior pattern. My family was the perfect example of the notion that men come first, and it was taught to me daily.

From the mundane everyday thing, to the complete absurd, I heard it over and over. One time when we were in the orchards picking cherries, my parents were very upset over an accusation of abuse by one of my cousins to an uncle. The comment that stuck in my head forever was “How could she do that to him?”.

My uncle’s reputation seemed much more important than my cousin’s well-being.

Yeah, that was a crazy thing to hear as a young girl, but there were so many other subtle day-to-day things that had just as a profound affect on how I saw (see?) myself as a female. My parents worked side by side to earn our family money, but when it was time to go home, my mom did all the work.

After working hard all day in the sun, she would fix dinner for all of us, and then do some canning, the laundry and get lunch packed and ready for the next day. Dinner alone was a monumental task with eight of us to feed.

We all sat at the table, and dinner was served family style. But my mom would dish our plates up for us, and she would always serve Dad first. Not only did he get his dinner first, but he also got the nicest piece of meat served on his plate. The boys were served next, then my sister and I. My mom was the last to sit down to her dinner.

She didn’t put her needs first, and that was to be admired.

Learning to put my needs first is still a struggle. I feel guilty if I spend too much time on my own things. Writing this blog has been a challenge, in that I feel like I’m supposed to jump up if anyone needs me, or maybe I should be doing something more productive, like cooking, or canning or laundry.

Here I am 58 years old, and every time I serve dinner, my mother’s actions dictate what I do. Breaking that behavior of putting myself second is easier said than done.

So who get’s the best piece of chicken in your house?

I’ve learned since writing this two important things. One: I am married to a wonderful man who wouldn’t dream of letting me put myself second. And, two: I no longer feel guilty about putting myself first.

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Reader Comments

  1. Lisa

    Oh, yes, such a hard lesson to learn. It was exactly the same way in our house growing up. And the kids weren’t allowed seconds in anything because dad might want it later. I don’t think dad even knew that happened.

  2. Shelly

    I remember holiday dinners at my grandparents. The women spent all day cooking, then the men sat down at the table first to eat, children second, while the women stood in the kitchen to eat.

    Now I am not sure if it’s because the table was small, or if the women didn’t want to eat with anyone, but what it said to me was men are superior and their needs will always come first.

    That image has haunted me for decades.

    • Loretta Sayers
      Loretta Sayers

      Wow, I bet Shelly. We got those cues from our Mothers and other women, so it’s no wonder they can spill over into our lives too.

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