Friday, March 29, 2013

Women's Rights

Since accepting jobs in Saudi Arabia, I've had numerous people ask me how I could live in a country that takes away women's rights.  Many can't understand why I'd go somewhere where I would have to wear a black abaya when in public. Now that I've lived here for almost 8 months, I've had plenty of time to ponder the situation I find myself in.

When I first arrived, the heat was intolerable. We were seeing temperatures in the 120's and wearing a black abaya that covered me from the neck down, not allowing any air flow, seemed absolutely ridiculuous. I noticed all the men wearing their white thobes (long robes) and wondered to myself why they couldn't at least let the abayas be white. I found myself disgruntled and angry at the men.  The only consolation I could find for myself was at least I didn't have to completely cover and by that I mean I didn't have to wear a burqa that covered my face and eyes from the world.

That being said,  there were things I liked about the abaya. I could wear whatever I wanted underneath the abaya with no care in the world. Some expats talked of wearing their bikinis underneath in order to beat the sweltering heat. Although I never wore my bathing suit (in fears that my abaya would unsnap) I did take advantage of wearing my pj's and mismatched clothing underneath. On numerous occasions, Jordan would ask me, on the way out of the house, "you're wearing that?!" and I'd look down at my sheer nightie and say with a smirk, "yeah". He'd then remember, as I put my abaya on, that I had to cover.

As the weather became pleasant and I became more comfortable in the abaya. I had more time to reflect and not be so emotional due to my heat exhaustion. As I spent numerous hours in doctor's waiting rooms I looked at these women and wondered what their lives were like. How did they feel about covering? What did they think of me? What did they think of women in the states and other western countries who were uncovered in public?

I began to think of our societal (U.S.) pressures and what is expected of women. I've never been one to be fashionable or wear the latest trends. It always takes me years to catch on and decide to like the trend that was trending years before. I guess I'm old in my ways. I wear what I like and what is comfortable. Some would even say I dress conservatively.  I guess I don't feel the need to show cleavage and bare legs...  Our country puts these things on a pedestal and we care way too much about our looks and fashion. Why do our clothes have to represent who we are? If I wear a t-shirt and jeans am I not as beautiful as someone who wears a short dress and high heels? NO...not in our society.  According to Howard Zinn, author of "A People's History of the United States", it all started back in the 50's when women were told, maybe not out loud or to their face, but through billboards, advertisements and propaganda, that women should wear makeup, get waxed, get their hair done, wear their best when they clean the house, etc.... A couple years ago on a road trip through South Africa, we listened to Howard Zinn's book on cd. His book discussed this issue in detail and it's astounding at what is expected of women and how they've been convinced they aren't "women" unless they do these things. Things like wax all their hair off their body so they are perfectly smooth (smooth for who?), wear makeup, get their hair and nails done, and wear high heels so they look taller and more slender (why do you have to be tall and skinny?).  These ideas have been passed down for generations and now we live in a society where women are spending hundreds of dollars on the latest trends which only expose them and make them all look alike. Not to mention the health issue that comes with being a "woman"; sacrificing their feet and backs just so they can look tall and slender by wearing high heels.

So...back to my thought on the abaya. How are we (U.S. society) any different from the men who enforce women to wear a long black robe (abaya)?  Are we as American women not being "told" what to wear? No, we are not forced to wear certain clothes and look a certain way, but we are pressured to do so.

Yes, there are differences between the two countries, but when people, especially women, ask me how I can stand wearing the abaya, I have to ask them, "how can you stand wearing what you're wearing?"

No, I will never sport the abaya willingly, but I do understand that no matter what society you come from, there are societal norms and expectations that are to be followed. These expectations and norms for women are created without women's input. As Americans, we've just never thought of it that way...

Sunday, March 17, 2013

Riyadh Randomness

Homegrown roses
Our assortment of colors
Our first dust storm!
Yes, that's the sun.
Not a bad storm according to others...


Saturday, March 2, 2013

Two Becomes Three

After being married for 9 1/2 years, we have become a family of three!





Leif vs. Mom
Dad vs. Leif





Friday, March 1, 2013

Goodbye...For Now

Unfortunately the time has come...my sister and mom had to leave. My mom was able to stay two weeks longer than Maggie and enjoyed spending time with her first grandkid. I loved seeing them bond and create a relationship.  It's always sad to see loved ones go, but luckily we'll be back in Colorado in June and we look forward to spending time with all our family and friends. 
Leif's got so many people that love him! 


Leif looks unsure of his Aunt Maggie. 

Thursday, February 21, 2013

Keepin' Busy

It's been so nice to have my mom here for the last 3 weeks...I don't know what we'll do without her! 
Luckily we still have one week, but it's going to go fast...

My mom  has quite the green thumb, so Jordan and I took her to a plant souk and had her pick out a bunch of flowers to plant. Jordan and I had planted flowers a few months back, but we were in need of change and my mom was itching to garden. 

Mom planting new flowers

One of our first tomatoes
The finished project...can't wait for all the flowers to bloom

My mom's birthday is coming up, so we treated her to a Riyadh experience; High Tea 
at the top of Al Faisaliah Tower.
Al Faisaliah Tower.
The Globe Restaurant is inside the ball.

Enjoying High Tea (and a dessert buffet)  at the top of Al Faisaliah Tower


Saturday, February 2, 2013

Visitors

 My mom and sister made it to KSA with plenty of time to spare. While waiting for the newest member of our family, we've enjoyed some down time with plenty of pool time, naps, walks and Riyadh adventures. 




My mom came bearing gifts...obviously it's no longer about
Jordan and I
Friday lunch at Johnny Rockets

Saturday, January 19, 2013

Making our House into a Home

We finally finished putting our house together...just in time for visitors and our little one's arrival. 
The baby's room is complete, but we're still waiting for decals to come with my mom. Once I get it completely set up, I'll take pictures.

Before
After

Entry way to the two bedrooms

Before
After

Master Bedroom...a terracotta/sienna color