balmofgilead

I've realized something pretty amusing over the past few weeks: when I was young(er), I confused the concept of being "crunchy" (as in crunchy-granola) (I didn't know that term yet, and I'm not even sure it existed at the time) with the idea of having a bunch of kids. Like upwards of 5-6. I'm sure anyone reading this who's truly crunchy is laughing at me right now...

I think there are some common threads (like the sort of down-home sensibility) between the life lead by your average mother of 6,7,8, or more kids and the life of a crunchy person, but they're definitely not the same, and they're not even based in the same beliefs.

Perhaps next I'll venture into how I mistook the tomboy/slightly butch aesthetic (which I see as rooted largely in practicality) (which can lead people to avoid makeup and tight/short skirts) for modesty (I think "tzniut" conveys my thought a little better here.) That one's pretty funny too.

In other words, I am totally not a modest woman who wants to have 9 kids, but I can sorta kinda see why I used to think I was.

I keep on pledging to stay away from this stuff, but it's just so bizarre that I can't help myself. It's all true, by the way.
( Reasons Why I Never Fit In Well In The Orthodox Jewish Community )