"Trad Wife" vs. The Real Deal

 

Good morning friends!

Recently I've been hearing the term "Trad Wife" and after looking into it a bit more, I wanted to share some thoughts I have on this topic. 

If you aren't familiar with the new fad on social media, referred to as "Trad Wives", it's basically a new term that stands for "traditional wife", which these girls are nothing of the sort. Sorry ladies, but it's true.

These new "traditional wives" are posting videos of themselves dressed to the nines, making homemade cough drops when their babies have coughs, whipping up some homemade bubble gum on a whim, holding baby on their hip while they fix a three course meal in their heels, no less, and all while moving the camera and tripod around, to make sure they get the best shots for their social media accounts. This isn't real life.

What's so frustrating and sad about these ladies is that they have millions of young moms following them, desperate to see how other people live, and they are misleading most of them. They are only in it for the following and the money.

Young moms can't live up to the pressure of having to look like a million bucks, make homemade everything, have babies that sleep tight in their sleep sacks, trained by their sleep training gurus, in bassinets made of lace and silk. 

What ever happened to looking to the women in your own life, as the standard for which you want to aspire? 

As I was thinking about this topic, I was remembering some of the women in my own life, that I was blessed to have as examples of what a traditional wife and woman looked like. 

I remember my own mom, who was the greatest example of hard work. She is now 81 and still works a full time job! She also gave us the best Christmases. She also taught us to never leave without an "I love you." Thanks mom 💗

My step mother was the epitome of the stay-at-home mom. She taught me everything I know about homemaking, cooking, cleaning, and putting your kids first. I miss her. 

My favorite aunt fascinated me, as she had routines and was very organized. I still look to her for advice on how to run a home. She also exercised every morning, which I thought was very cool. She's still one of the most poised ladies I know. 

I remember my grandmother loving the color red and not being afraid to display that color throughout her home and life. She wore red dresses and had red bath towels. Even the interior color of her car was red. I admire a woman who proudly displays her favorites. 

Then, as I got older, God put other women in my life to admire and look up to.

There were a few ladies from church that taught me how to be a better person. One who told me that sometimes your silence speaks much louder than actual words. Such wise advice. Another who maintained grace and poise, no matter the circumstances. 

David's aunt, who could whip up a country meal in 30 minutes, when visitors show up unexpectedly, taught me about hospitality. Sadly, I do not have this trait! But I certainly admire her for it. 

There are so many more women that I admire, for the way they raised their families, their special skills, their warmth and love and so much more. These are the women who deserve to be admired and even imitated. What's funny is that they would also be the ones who were humble about having anyone look up to them, because they were just doing what they saw the women in their own lives doing and teaching.

I only hope I can inspire someone, in some way. I hope one day that there will be someone who has caught something I've taught and had it mean something in their own motherhood. Not because it was flashy or brilliant or definitely not because I look like a million bucks! But, I hope I can pass down what it looks like to be devoted to my husband and kids. What it means to love being a homemaker and making it work, no matter the income or how many times your husband has to start over. What it means to love my grand babies and spend time with them. What it means to trust God, because he has come through every single time.

If I can pass that down to a young mom, then that is all the fame I need. 

Until Next Time...

Blessings!