What Goes on in a House Dominated by Estrogen?
I have had the privilege (and challenge) of raising 4 gorgeous daughters. I also was blessed with a wonderful, loving, handsome son. Growing up he wasn't quite sure if God loved him or hated him, sandwiching him in the middle of 2 older and 2 younger sisters.
Life in our home was never dull. I found that boys really are much easier than girls…at least mine was, or perhaps it only seemed that way because he was so grossly out numbered. As the years have passed however, my brood has grown and some have spread their wings and left the nest. I am now down to just me and my youngest "angel". She is now frighteningly close to 17! 18 and is everything a teenage girl is reputed to be.
Although I am "one of the girls" I am also the Mom and the "Alpha Dog" of our pack of "bitches" (so to speak), and I run our little sorority house. This has been our living arrangement for the last 10 years and I've found that, with no men in the house, (my son has long since flown the coop), we have become accustomed to many habits that are routine to us but seem foreign to others.
One of those habits is a "clothing optional" habit that we have developed over the years. Most of the time, we opt to go without (no, you can't have our address). Life is so much simpler without clothing! If we get out of the shower and can't decide what to wear, no stress; don't dress! We can run back and forth between bedrooms as we dress (we wear the same size although our heights differ slightly), do our hair, and apply our make-up. Our only real motivation to ever wear anything when at home is the cold. In the summer, we never need to dress unless we leave the house.
The drawback to this little habit of ours is that we have all been known to leave the house or walk outside only partially dressed on occasion! It's amazing how comfortable you can become with being nude…or at least partially nude. It almost feels "odd" to wear clothing! Another drawback? Having that one son (he's not the drawback!) that occasionally calls our house home. As a 24 year old young man, he does not want to walk in on his Mom or his sister nude! Most men might think of this sorority house of nude woman as a fantasy come true, but trust me (and my son!), when it's your mom and little sister, it's no fantasy!! He’s gotten really good at opening the door and calling out to make sure the coast is clear before he’ll open his eyes.
There are enough challenges raising daughters that I believe it's important to embrace the positive. Since I am the original nudist around here, I feel I've earned the right to enjoy the benefits of an all female household.
Maybe one day I'll have a man in my life that will put an end to our little nudist colony. Soon enough, the last of my girls will be out on her own and probably in situations where she can't shed her clothes on a whim (and I'll send her a sympathy card)! But until then, I'm going to bask in the joy of the moment and hope my "freedom loving" daughter will do the same!!
I have had the privilege (and challenge) of raising 4 gorgeous daughters. I also was blessed with a wonderful, loving, handsome son. Growing up he wasn't quite sure if God loved him or hated him, sandwiching him in the middle of 2 older and 2 younger sisters.
Life in our home was never dull. I found that boys really are much easier than girls…at least mine was, or perhaps it only seemed that way because he was so grossly out numbered. As the years have passed however, my brood has grown and some have spread their wings and left the nest. I am now down to just me and my youngest "angel". She is now frighteningly close to 17! 18 and is everything a teenage girl is reputed to be.
Although I am "one of the girls" I am also the Mom and the "Alpha Dog" of our pack of "bitches" (so to speak), and I run our little sorority house. This has been our living arrangement for the last 10 years and I've found that, with no men in the house, (my son has long since flown the coop), we have become accustomed to many habits that are routine to us but seem foreign to others.
One of those habits is a "clothing optional" habit that we have developed over the years. Most of the time, we opt to go without (no, you can't have our address). Life is so much simpler without clothing! If we get out of the shower and can't decide what to wear, no stress; don't dress! We can run back and forth between bedrooms as we dress (we wear the same size although our heights differ slightly), do our hair, and apply our make-up. Our only real motivation to ever wear anything when at home is the cold. In the summer, we never need to dress unless we leave the house.
The drawback to this little habit of ours is that we have all been known to leave the house or walk outside only partially dressed on occasion! It's amazing how comfortable you can become with being nude…or at least partially nude. It almost feels "odd" to wear clothing! Another drawback? Having that one son (he's not the drawback!) that occasionally calls our house home. As a 24 year old young man, he does not want to walk in on his Mom or his sister nude! Most men might think of this sorority house of nude woman as a fantasy come true, but trust me (and my son!), when it's your mom and little sister, it's no fantasy!! He’s gotten really good at opening the door and calling out to make sure the coast is clear before he’ll open his eyes.
There are enough challenges raising daughters that I believe it's important to embrace the positive. Since I am the original nudist around here, I feel I've earned the right to enjoy the benefits of an all female household.
Maybe one day I'll have a man in my life that will put an end to our little nudist colony. Soon enough, the last of my girls will be out on her own and probably in situations where she can't shed her clothes on a whim (and I'll send her a sympathy card)! But until then, I'm going to bask in the joy of the moment and hope my "freedom loving" daughter will do the same!!
1 comment:
Gorgeous family...you're doing it right..Kudos to your son for being so open minded...and cooperative..:)
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