Thanks for the positive interest in a piece on SAHDs. At some point, I'll have to get over my inhibitions and do this... oddly enough when it comes to writing a fiction story I have no inhibitions... I wonder what that means.
Anyway, Jempd, your recent post made me think of something. The SAHD issue is kinda weird in that it suffers many of the same ignored-status and legitimacy discrimination that many SAHM's experience but in different ways, particularly in the family court arena. I always feel wounded deep in my guts when I hear about fathers who are abused by the court system. I used to work as a paralegal for a family law firm and I saw decent Dad's, SAHD and otherwise, routinely being run-over by the court. It is so horrific to witness that kind of thing, especially when one also sees some real meat-heads who need to be sans kids for a while so they can grow up. I suppose that's the real flaw with an adversarial, punitive oriented family court system instead of a cooperative, solutionizing one.
Oddly, when I talk about this with other feminist (I prefer "egalitarian" or "gender-balance-oriented" as labels for myself) friends, male or female, people get uncomfortable. We "sensitive new age guys," as Christine Lavin calls us in her song of the same name, get run-over by the misogyny of our chauvanist brothers who just don't have a clue; their assinine behavior hurts men too. When men or Dads suffer discrimination, we're not allowed to talk about it... if we stand up for ourselves as men, our feminist friends bail on us or worse. I can understand the urge to pretend that men are not subject to discrimination but as a SAHD who has to live in that reality, I can't accept that myth. Disempowerment of any social "group" is never a good thing. I don't know if any other men have observed this phenomenon or not. It'd be an interesting element of SAHD experience to explore.
On a different tangent, any of you SAHD's out there, ever get "help" from stranger moms and women in stores? Maybe it's my being vertically challenged that attracts the overly benevolent.... I still can't figure it out. I should start writing down all the "help" that is offered to me by well-intentioned but totally clueless women (the "advice" given by moronic, un-enlightened males is usually demeaning at best, but just as irritating).
One time this smiling, grandmotherly woman decided that she should hold my baby while I went and found my wife. When I refused and pointed out that my wife was at work, she was shocked. She then gave me a pointed lecture on the inferiority of males doing women's work, and the selfishness of younger generations of men like me, keeping women out of their rightful places as mothers and homemakers. We men are at fault for most everything according to her. Ironically this was at an organic farmer's market where there were at least four other guys in the line of sight packing offspring in packs and slings. Why'd she pick me? Yipe! I can't even remember my response, if I even had one other than to shake my head and try to move away.
Another particularly icky experience was when someone in a checkout line (an organic indoor market) wondered "aloud" why some men were "ignorant" enough to think they can replace moms (my five year old was 3 at the time and having a vocally rough day which was getting her younger brother worked up pretty good too). What a whacky assumption for her to make! Am I really "replacing" mom? I thought I was just being Dad. My kids don't seem to care. The worst part was when the female clerk agreed, loudly, and blamed it on patriarchy (my own feeling is that neither partiarchy nor matriarchy has any place in 21st century life, although my wife owns everything we have

. As I was leaving the store, the conversation was still going on behind me and I heard the lovely quip, "men are just sperm donors and the sooner they get that the better off we'll be." Ouch!
Those are the worst of the negative experiences I've had that I can recall and since I've had more humorous ones than those, I don't want to gripe too much about the lack of comprehension among some women (a minority I'd like to think) as to why a guy would want to be a SAHD. The funnier ones are like the time when this mom (with four in tow) was lecturing me on shopping cart safety (mine were in the big part building a castle with the sacks of nuts, flour, and other bulk items), while her four kids were testing their cart's "surfability" until one of them fell off and knocked over a display of tomatoes. The lecture ended there and I decided that it was the perfect opportunity to check out another aisle's offerings.
Man, what's with the DVD's and gloppy foodstuffs.... okay back again... my daughter was trying to show her brother Tarzan on the DVD case (not the disc thankfully) and he was the one wanting to use it as a plate for his mashed potatoes. My son is very bummed Tarzan can't wear mashed potatoes but he'll get over it. I think it's a signal for me to get off this thing... originally I was just pausing to check email... hah. No electronic equipment was harmed during the writing of this post.
Dov