I'll always be honest and frank with you. Truth be told I almost copied and pasted a blog entry written by someone else something about 7 things we need to teach our daughters. My plan was to copy, paste, change all the pronouns to "he" and "him" but then I ran across it...the sentence and the sentences thereafter that killed it for me. I read further and all over it, all in it, was about how the daughters were special because they were made in the image of God.
Maybe I'm tired. Maybe I've had a long day and I'm grumpy but really I don't want to read how she doesn't need a boyfriend to prove her self-worth. Only God can determine her worth. The crazy irrational ranting lunatic (come on, we all have one...) in my head is screaming. REALLY? Cut the fucking CRAP! Let's leave it up GOD. Just another MAN to decide HER worth. That sounds completely reasonable because allllllll the stories in the bible make sense. Allllll of them are not hypocritical of each other and they never EVER tell you to discriminate.
God. BIG *sigh*. Zooklettes, Your dad and I don't believe in God. You can believe whatever you want. We'll give you the background and you decide for yourself. We definitely believe in higher power, the universe, and energy. It all works together to create our reality. We affect that reality. Some people call that God. I don't like to personify it. I've met too many narrow-minded, egotistical, bigoted Christians who consider themselves good people just because they "believe in God". Don't waste your time. Our country's system (holidays being one example) is based in Christianity. It'll continue to be wrapped up in Christianity because in this day and age we continue to have this ridiculous debate about marriage. Maybe when you're a young adult, it be a non-issue. Some people think gay people shouldn't be allowed to legally marry because it's a violation and married only belongs between a man and woman. We believe marriage belongs to anyone (key word: ANYONE) who wants to make a commitment to the person they love. Isn't THAT what marriage is about? A lot of shitty marriages out there between a man and a woman who don't have fucking clue about what it means to be married. Why isolate it?
I love this one: "God only gives you what you can handle." Bullshit. Why do people walk into movie theaters and elementary school and shoot people? Think they were given what they could handle? Probably not.
What it really boils down to is respect, embracing, and getting passed the ego. Most of the world operates off ego. I may not like referring to the higher power as God but in the end won't let my ego get in the way to tell someone else they're wrong or ridiculous for believing in Jesus or God. Just as I wouldn't appreciate someone telling me tha I'm ridiculous for not believing.
In my humble opinion, the more you start to read the bible more ridiculous it all sounds. Find your own truth. Find what works for you. I found what works for me.
Friday, March 22, 2013
Friday, March 15, 2013
Somebody cook for me!
I'm having trouble these days finding motivation to cook. I wake up in the morning, fix Jason's lunch and breakfast, get Talon situated at the table for his breakfast, then I get to sit down and finally eat too. As one friend said to me, "That's very 1950's housewife of you." I really don't mind. I'm glad to speed up the morning process for Jason if I can help by fixing his food while he gets ready for work. When I do finally sit down, Talon is done with his breakfast and wants to eat some of mine. Maybe I need to give that kid a bigger breakfast!
I usually LOVE breakfast. I'm struggling to figure out what sounds good. Breakfast is something without dairy to not inhibit my iron supplement absorption. Lunch and dinner would be anything that somebody else would cook for me. Preferably Asian food.
When it comes to dinner, I almost dread it. I want the fridge to fill itself. I go to the store now because I have to not because I want to. I used to LOVE cruising the grocery store aisles. Now it's a game to see how much time to I have before Talon completely loses it and starts standing up in the cart or throwing whatever items he can reach on the floor. Ugh, I'm 7 months pregnant and this shit ain't easy. I wouldn't have it any other way but this isn't easy.
I want MY mommy....
I usually LOVE breakfast. I'm struggling to figure out what sounds good. Breakfast is something without dairy to not inhibit my iron supplement absorption. Lunch and dinner would be anything that somebody else would cook for me. Preferably Asian food.
When it comes to dinner, I almost dread it. I want the fridge to fill itself. I go to the store now because I have to not because I want to. I used to LOVE cruising the grocery store aisles. Now it's a game to see how much time to I have before Talon completely loses it and starts standing up in the cart or throwing whatever items he can reach on the floor. Ugh, I'm 7 months pregnant and this shit ain't easy. I wouldn't have it any other way but this isn't easy.
I want MY mommy....
Saturday, March 2, 2013
Gemini Baby!
The Gemini child is very curious. All facets of life fascinate him, and he loves to explore nature. Gemini Baby quickly learns how to talk and walk. His parents must watch him carefully because he often strays from view. He needs to wander, to walk, to know, to communicate. He gets bored quite easily, and needs to develop multiple interests. He is the kind of person who can do many things at the same time. Any kind of repression or obstruction of his freedom could provoke an emotional depression which could be very difficult for him to overcome. If he needs to be confined to a small space, he should have many toys, books, a TV and someone to talk to. www.bubhub.com
Your Gemini Child is a Bundle of Endless Energy
When going out with your Gemini, you need to keep your eyes extra open. She can easily get lost in a crowd if you are not paying attention. Almost anything can arouse her curiosity and she will not stop until she explores that thing in and out. A baby harness will save you from rapid heartbeats when you see your toddler missing from her pram.
In spite of her naughtiness, you cannot cut her freedom, mentally or physically. Try doing that and you will see a sad, helpless face watching you from behind the bars of her enclosure. That will make you not only pick her up and leave her out into the open, but also apologize for your mistake. After all, air cannot be confined.
Even before other children are learning to handle toys, your Gemini will be reading books. And she will learn fast. Before long, you will need to create a shelf exclusively for her books.
Helluu, Baby! Your mommy is a Gemini too! I snipped this excerpt out because I identified with it. Talon is a Leo and Daddy is a Sagittarius. I wouldn't call myself a "true" Gemini only because I'm on the cusp of Taurus and Gemini. My birthday, May 22, starts the length of Gemini. May 21 is still Taurus. Anyway, not to brand you before you are born but I'll do my best to remember these things as you grow. My childhood was wonderful for the most part as every parent hopes to hear. Our family had our ups and downs which you'll hear stories along the way. The part about Geminis being a bundle of endless energy is true. I never stopped as a kid. I loved playing outside, getting dirty, running around all over the neighborhood, being active. As grateful as I am for taking piano lessons and learning music from the age of 5, I think that was more the vision of my mother. I was still encouraged and allowed to play sports but piano was absolute. There was no discussing that I would take piano. End of story. I was finally "allowed" to quit at age 14 or 15. I hated practicing. I hated the guilt of going to lessons because I knew I hadn't practiced. I wanted to play harder songs but I wasn't willing to put in the practice time. It just didn't matter to me. Recitals were nervewracking but prepared me to perform in front of a very large group of people. Elisa was the music superstar and that was fine. I resented the idea that somehow they thought I should do the same thing. Oh, second sibling guilt. I get it, Honey. I'll be there for you if you ever start to feel inadequate. My loving parents did the best they could but their relationship was so foreign to themselves I think they got lost early along the way. If I needed to sum it up in one sentence: I don't think I was allowed to be me at a young age. Bonnie mentioned this. I didn't have a voice. I had no power. I couldn't make any decisions despite the constant, constant, struggle between me and my mother as a young child. We fought and I wore both my parents down. My mom didn't know what to do with me. By eighth grade, she was putting me in personal training because I was overweight. I wanted to be fit. Yes! It was my first shot at feeling powerful and athletic. What if I'd gotten to do what I'd wanted to do in the first place?
But what did I want to do? Take dance. Hip Hop. Contemporary. Karate. Gymnastics. Something physically expressive. Piano? Expressive, no doubt. There were moments I truly enjoyed it. Mostly, I liked the idea of knowing how to play. I enjoyed the fact that I already knew how to read music in 6th grade band when everyone else was learning what a quarter note was.
Whoever you are, I'll do my best to really see you. See into you, see through you, see deep inside that special soul of yours and remind you how much power resides inside you. I'll give you options and I'll give you a voice. Shine on!
Your Gemini Child is a Bundle of Endless Energy
When going out with your Gemini, you need to keep your eyes extra open. She can easily get lost in a crowd if you are not paying attention. Almost anything can arouse her curiosity and she will not stop until she explores that thing in and out. A baby harness will save you from rapid heartbeats when you see your toddler missing from her pram.
In spite of her naughtiness, you cannot cut her freedom, mentally or physically. Try doing that and you will see a sad, helpless face watching you from behind the bars of her enclosure. That will make you not only pick her up and leave her out into the open, but also apologize for your mistake. After all, air cannot be confined.
Even before other children are learning to handle toys, your Gemini will be reading books. And she will learn fast. Before long, you will need to create a shelf exclusively for her books.
Helluu, Baby! Your mommy is a Gemini too! I snipped this excerpt out because I identified with it. Talon is a Leo and Daddy is a Sagittarius. I wouldn't call myself a "true" Gemini only because I'm on the cusp of Taurus and Gemini. My birthday, May 22, starts the length of Gemini. May 21 is still Taurus. Anyway, not to brand you before you are born but I'll do my best to remember these things as you grow. My childhood was wonderful for the most part as every parent hopes to hear. Our family had our ups and downs which you'll hear stories along the way. The part about Geminis being a bundle of endless energy is true. I never stopped as a kid. I loved playing outside, getting dirty, running around all over the neighborhood, being active. As grateful as I am for taking piano lessons and learning music from the age of 5, I think that was more the vision of my mother. I was still encouraged and allowed to play sports but piano was absolute. There was no discussing that I would take piano. End of story. I was finally "allowed" to quit at age 14 or 15. I hated practicing. I hated the guilt of going to lessons because I knew I hadn't practiced. I wanted to play harder songs but I wasn't willing to put in the practice time. It just didn't matter to me. Recitals were nervewracking but prepared me to perform in front of a very large group of people. Elisa was the music superstar and that was fine. I resented the idea that somehow they thought I should do the same thing. Oh, second sibling guilt. I get it, Honey. I'll be there for you if you ever start to feel inadequate. My loving parents did the best they could but their relationship was so foreign to themselves I think they got lost early along the way. If I needed to sum it up in one sentence: I don't think I was allowed to be me at a young age. Bonnie mentioned this. I didn't have a voice. I had no power. I couldn't make any decisions despite the constant, constant, struggle between me and my mother as a young child. We fought and I wore both my parents down. My mom didn't know what to do with me. By eighth grade, she was putting me in personal training because I was overweight. I wanted to be fit. Yes! It was my first shot at feeling powerful and athletic. What if I'd gotten to do what I'd wanted to do in the first place?
But what did I want to do? Take dance. Hip Hop. Contemporary. Karate. Gymnastics. Something physically expressive. Piano? Expressive, no doubt. There were moments I truly enjoyed it. Mostly, I liked the idea of knowing how to play. I enjoyed the fact that I already knew how to read music in 6th grade band when everyone else was learning what a quarter note was.
Whoever you are, I'll do my best to really see you. See into you, see through you, see deep inside that special soul of yours and remind you how much power resides inside you. I'll give you options and I'll give you a voice. Shine on!
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