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14 November 2011
Sarah Jessica Parker’s new movie, ‘I don’t know how she does it’, reminds us of the reality and the illusion of Super Woman.
Super Woman has high commercial accountability and social responsibility. She is a leader, grand networker and entertainer born with the supreme multi-tasking gene. Calm and decisive in the eye of the storm ... a determined, fit and healthy timeless beauty in heels. She is loving and loved. She’s high capacity and Wonder Woman’s elder sister and does it all without a cape and invisible aeroplane.
Super Woman is the chosen reality for most of us. I can have it all. I will have it all. It’s freedom, a challenge, an addiction of sorts. It’s sport. We choose it.
But Super Woman is also an illusion. How can we do it all to a standard that meets our own high expectations? The illusion is being able to do it, all of it, well. Being perfect without going insane or burning bridges is the illusion of being a Super Woman.
Sure, I run a consulting business that requires interstate travel. I am an academic, in the final stages of completing a doctoral thesis. I am a CEO’s wife with full time step-kids. I write. I walk. I network. I dine and I wine [not whine...]. I can go from trakky dacks to black-tie formal glamour in 20.3 minutes.
I am Julia, Super Woman.
But am I any good at it? Nope. On a good day, I look like I’ve been pulled backwards through a hedge. Rumour has it that I once wore mismatching shoes to a key note presentation. My cooking skills are questionable. I have proven beyond reasonable doubt that you can burn frozen peas in a microwave. I use four-lettered words ... often.
And you know what? I’m cool with it. I don’t take myself too seriously and laugh [eventually...] when Julia, Super Woman skips a beat.
I was listening to talk-back radio the other day about SJP’s movie, and lo and behold I hear the dulcet tones of my husband, the Pompous Goose, calling the radio station with his own Super Woman story, with a twist. His tale told of how his former wife ripped him of all his assets, forcing him to move interstate with the aim to rebuild his international, senior executive career. Tick that box, complete! Eventually all three of his children made the choice to follow Dad and relocate. Tick that box, reunite and re-establish happy family unit! However, the Goose [as a single parent] knew his jet setting days had to end. He changed jobs [along with a six figure pay cut] allowing him to be home for the kids. Nice story.
The radio station gave him the Cold Chisel best of CD for his story. We women on the other hand, have a worldwide movement based on the reality and angst of the Super Woman. No free CD give aways for us.
So, from one Super Woman to another; acknowledge the high expectations you place on yourself, let it go and know that you are enough. Burnt peas and all.