Tuesday, 7 February 2017

“Miranda Devine…go home, you’re drunk!”


So I read something today that straight up pissed me off. Like burning eyes, lump in my throat pissed! I can’t express it either because I am surrounded by professionals as we all plug away in pursuit of our own ‘why’.
NewsCorp columnist and renowned broadcaster Miranda Devine published an article on Sunday the 5th of February titled Don’t let your career make you a bad mother.  She opens with “I lost a friend to ovarian cancer last week, and at her funeral her five children spoke tenderly and at length of her greatest accomplishment — being a mother.” You read that and think, “Wow that’s deep, the headline is clearly clickbait”. Devine then goes on in length to describe how many women today are being coerced into pursuing their careers and become “feminist warrior” against the supposed gender pay gap of the patriarchy. And there began my shitty mood!
Coerced? Really? So you’re telling me the brilliant, hardworking females I know, love and work with are only there because someone put a gun to their head to become feminist warriors to fight against the non-existent wage gap? Right, so then the 2016 study by the Australian Council of Trade Unions, where it was found that over the last decade men were consistently earning up to 20% more than women, must be total hogwash. I mean of course men and women are making the same money Miranda, and Santa and the Easter bunny are also real (no kids, Uncle Shiv is just angry! Of course they’re real! More than Mrs. Devine could dream of being). Let’s put this in perspective, in May 2015 the Australian Bureau of Statistics found the average weekly wage of an Australian to be $1575.40 per week. That’s a total of $81,920 per annum (or as I like to call it, the annual mortgage on that 4 bedroom house anywhere in Sydney!). Assuming the average working woman made $81,920 last year, her male counterpart took home $98,304.96. That’s almost $17,000 or $315 per week. Please Miranda; tell me again how the Gender wage gap is a figment of the feminist warrior’s imagination.
For decades, women have fought, bled and died to enjoy the basic freedoms that we blokes take for granted. The freedom to vote, earn a wage in meaningful employment, do whatever they please with their bodies. Women like Maya Angelou, Rosa Parks, Edith Cowan, and Julia Gillard & Malala Yousafzai have dedicated their lives to being the examples so many young women desperately need today. They have taught millions worldwide that the constant pursuit of education, independence and women’s rights are not worth fighting for but in some cases even putting their lives on the line for.
I thought, well surely she can’t piss me off anymore through this article, but to quote Pacino, “Just when I thought I was out, they pull me back in” and how! Devine then moves onto her next foot in mouth moment with, “Motherhood is under threat, as women are fooled into postponing their child-bearing years under the illusion that IVF can defeat nature’s clock. Ubiquitous mothering blogs focus on the mother at the expense of the child, teaching women that their worst failing is “putting everyone else first”.

This one really hit a nerve with me. The idea that any woman chooses, with all her wits about her, chooses to undergo IVF is perhaps the greatest disrespect I have seen on all those faced with the prospect of IVF. This one was real personal, it hit home far too strongly. It’s taken me almost 12 months to put this to paper and I still don’t know why.
From the moment I asked my then girlfriend out, I knew straight away, that I didn’t just want to marry her, but I couldn’t imagine anything more fulfilling than having a bunch (a rather large bunch, but that’s not up to me I’m told) of little babies with her. Babies with her eyes, nose, personality and my last name. I was convinced we were destined to be parents one day!
So after a year and a bit of enjoying being married and all the stuff that comes with it, we decided to really give this family thing a crack. Admittedly, we did believe the old wives tale of “when a man really loves a woman, they hug each other and then God blesses them with a baby”. So we didn’t get too military about it, we thought like all the amazing things we’ve been blessed with, this too would happen. But after months of unsuccessful attempts, we decided to seek help, so early last year, after months of trying, we sought some advice from a fertility specialist. After a barrage of tests and pills and potions, we came to a conclusion. One that brought my world crumbling down, we would never be able to conceive naturally, the reason? Well, in layman’s terms my ‘boys’ can float but they just can’t seem to swim and so natural conception is done and dusted, fatherhood now hinges on IVF, or ICSI more specifically. In an instant and rather cruel twist of fate, it seemed the universe had decided to make this goal significantly harder. All of a sudden our hopes and dreams were all pinned on three letters, I-V-F.

Fast forward a year, filled with fear, trepidation, hope, faith and plenty of tears (and that’s just my own), Priya now faces a challenge that is formidable, she faces egg retrieval, injections ,scans, treatment and no shortage of poking and prodding and intrusion. To say to her, or any woman faced with her plight, some very dear to us, that they chose IVF is not just wrong, it’s repugnant! This method to conceive is often faced by couples who have no other option. It involves the woman constantly having her personal space intruded and being the subject of a dozen or more tests. The costs are no less than $10,000 a round (chump change for you perhaps Ms. Devine, but for most of us in the real world that’s life-changing money). Granted the government and private health funds do give you back a fair chunk of that cost, it’s still no mean feat!

Furthermore, a mother who chooses to put herself first is not selfish! I was born to hardworking, humble, middle class parents. My mum gave my brother and me a beautiful home, food on the table, all the love we could ever want and raised us to be the strong, hardworking men. She did all this whilst she worked 50 hours a week as an Executive Assistant in a various firms. She graduated university with a Bachelor’s Degree in Economics, at a time when women were married at 19 and mums by 21. She epitomizes the meaning of being a mum (and my old man is her biggest supporter), She has put her children before everything despite being a successful, professional. If it wasn’t for women like her across the world, none of us would be able to enjoy half the life we have!

There is a point in that article, which I did agree with Miranda on. She says that in a survey in the UK a third of working mums would much rather stay home with their children than be out working. No shit! Of course they would, but the fact of the matter is every working mum out there probably needs to be at work. This was fantastically put by Em Rusciano, renowned radio host, feminist and single mum, on her show this week when she said “Miranda, I don’t wake up at 4am daily because it pleases me, I do it because my kids now need IPad’s and laptops for school, I need to work to pay bills and provide for them”. It must be tough for Miranda to fathom the average battler’s life from high stunning ivory tower, but the truth is most working women today probably need to be at work, so their families don’t suffer financially, so they can enjoy a home of their own, food on the table and provide their children with the possibility of being whatever they want. That’s what my mum, my mother in law and sisters work for, to give their children the ability to not just dream, but to go forward and conquer them.

Isn’t it enough, that a mum faces criticism or questioning on her methods of motherhood, like it were an episode of shark tank? Isn’t it enough that mums everywhere are faced with constant fear and worry of whether they are doing a good enough job? Isn’t it enough that a mum fights inner battles for choosing to leave her children in care so she can go out and earn a buck or two? Why does that make her a bad mum?
Miranda ends her 1000 words of Sunday vitriol with “Most women are smart enough to understand that there are goals worthier than career status, even if they don’t always have the luxury of choice.” Truth be told Ms. Devine, they are far smarter than you could aspire to be, sadly it seems that in the pecking order you still rate higher in earning potential. So unfortunately, they don’t have a choice, they have to work, they have to earn but the silver lining, is that as they choose to go forth and pursue their career despite being mum’s, we slowly make opinions like yours irrelevant. We slowly work towards making it just fine to be a mum and have a career and put yourself first sometimes.
To any mum, or prospective mum or a woman dreaming of being a mum one day, that was unfortunate enough to read Miranda Devine’s article, I say this. Don’t let the opinion of a few dictate how you feel about this. Be proud, you are amazing, when God made a woman, he made her strong willed, and determined, he made her this way in all her wisdom, so one day the world would realise that women are amongst the most noble, powerful beings on the earth. They are nurturing, loving and caring, yet they are strong beyond words, possess infinite intelligence and perseverance. My greatest wish is to have a bunch of daughters, in a world where they can be doctors or drill sergeants, mums or mechanics, hell even both. I dream of a world where a woman chooses her life, free of hate, chauvinism or fear! So to you Ms. Devine, I say F*** OFF!!!