Wednesday, February 01, 2012
This week's Focus52 and about to make other mom's mad at me (again)
This week'sFocus52 prompt is Cold.Really? Cold. Sure. I mean it's February it makes total sense to do "Cold."
Except it's been in the high 50s, early 60s and will be all this week. Don't get me wrong this CA girl/omg I'm dying when it's 40 outside/brrrr gal is all for this weather. I love it and am sooo happy it's not snowing. But some nice snowy photos would've been nice. So I did the best I could with what I had.
Ok, yes, I could've fudged it a bit. You know, put on my gloves, made some hot cocoa and just *pretended* it was bitterly cold out. But have you tried making hot cocoa with kids in the house? If I wanted to say "No you can't have any hot cocoa" 17 million times you would be seeing that photo below ;-)
There you have it. Brrr... Cold.
Onto the next part of this 2 part partiness! Totally unrelated. You could try and link these 2 together but it wasn't my intention.
I'm just gonna say it.
Other mom's bug me. I'm sorry. They do. Oh I know I bug the daylights out of other moms- I know for a fact I do. But I'm not writing for those moms.
Find a good balance as a parent is difficult work. On the one hand you have those parents who think life is a movie. Because only in movies do you see parents race as fast as you can to their child(ren) who've fallen down and take them to the ER. Apparently these moms got it in their heads that's what being a good parent means. Because given the choice between keeping your child "safe" and letting them fall they will always opt to keep their child safe- in their eyes. I'm sure so many parents are thinking "why *wouldn't* you want to protect them? Yes, true.
But see there's a difference between gasping and trying to catch their falls when they tumble over while learning to walk and not letting them hop into a van with pedo-stache or something. I truly believe we've blurred those lines. If everything is a gasping, "oh my precious baby!" moment they're gonna grow up to be whiney ass bitches. Are you that desperate to have everyone know your child loves you and that you love them that you can't back up and let them fall?
News flash. They're going to fall. And if you don't back off, and run to them every time they cry, fall, tumble, whimper, they're not going to know the difference between "aww a boo boo" and "hmm, I'm bleeding. I should check that out."
Yeah, sure the argument could be that you're teaching them that you'll always be there for them.
You're not. If you want to be your child's best friend (added squee is up to you) then great. I'd rather be their parent. I have NO desire to be my kids' friend.
And lets face it. You will not always be there for them. At some point they're going to have to figure stuff out on their own and get older. And will they be able to considering you've been behind them with bubble wrap every step of the way?
Or maybe it's me that's blurring lines.
I just can't stand this whole "protect them from every tiny situation" thing.
It's like when I see giant ass children in strollers. Not at like Disney world or something. No- like at the mall or out shopping. Why is it so dang difficult to say to your child "no, you can walk" ? Why? So they have a melt down and throw a fit right then and there? So? Oooh so scary. Someone might look at you. NOOOO don't look at me, I love my child I swear!
I am consistent in telling my kids "if you are able to walk you're going to walk"
Stop putting your dang child who is perfectly capable of walking in shopping carts and strollers. I swear. I really cannot stand that.
But what if they run out into the street? Then spank them. Or punish them in a way that they know that running off is dangerous and if they do it again they'll get worse.
Or maybe my kids will grow up to be serial killers and you can all say "see, told you we were better at this than you!"
Thursday, January 12, 2012
Focus52 week 2
This week's Focus52 theme is I am _____Ok so it shouldn't be that difficult. Think of a word, take a self portrait and upload it. Ho Hum.
But that's boring.
I also didn't want to just think of a word then make some photo of something random fit. So it took me forever.
First I had to think of what to fill the blank in with.
I mean who can think of just one word or one phrase? Hell I'm thinking that I should go back and have it be I Am Annoyed With This Week. Heh.
But while checking out at Target it dawned on me. What am I more than anything lately?
I am trying
Some days I need to try really really hard and other days I need to just try a bit. But I am trying every day. Lets face it- I'm trying every moment.
I am plagued with the genetic burden of anger issues, self doubt, impatience and the frustrating desire not to pass it on to my kids.
So every day I try to keep all those issues at bay.
(side note- shut up I know the photo doesn't make any sense to the word/theme but dang it nothing else was cooperating! :))
Thursday, January 05, 2012
Project 52
I know I haven't blogged in forever.I'm not going to apologize or start whining- let's just jump back in shall we?
Over at Two Scoopz Project 52 is started up again! YAY! And since I've missed all the others being a slacker I am determined to keep up.
This week the theme is New:
This is my little rough sketch for our new, and much more organized, basement layout.
The main piece? The center piece? The gaming table. No- not some pool / foosball type table.
A gaming table. A dice rolling table.
Thursday, September 01, 2011
Why SAHMs aren't stupid
Look I don't know about you but society tends to make rude and snide comments about SAHMs. Mainly that we're simpletons who don't have any higher aspirations that wiping poopy asses all day. As though you getting a degree and a job outside the house makes you better than me.Oh sure, you're probably better than me in some ways, but your choice to work vs. my choice to stay at home is not one of them.
Look, I'm not stupid. Now I'm just speaking for myself now and if you're a SAHM who can relate, awesome- but right now I'm talking about meh.
So I'm no dummy. Lazy yes- I did terrible in school cause I had it in my dumbass highschool undeveloped brain that I was just gonna continue on with the acting thing for, well, ever.
Obviously my Tony got lost in the mail.
I didn't do homework, or schoolwork, or cared. Completely fucktardedness I will not stand for in my own kids.
But I was never stupid. I'm actually pretty damn smart.
Take it to present day.
My brain does not stop. It just doesn't (because most nights I'm dreaming about weird ass shit like a hurricane being all around me or something).
My days are a continuous brain puzzle of teaching 3 kids. Our oldest is 4 so right now he's learning how to read small words. If only that was my one job. Do my spelling thing- send him on his way.
But it's not. It's my job to teach them academically (so they'll be ready for school, and when they're in school reinforce and help them in their schooling)- but manners (which go WELL beyond please and thank yous), respect, self worth, being a good brother and son, etc.
And there's a lot to learn academically- colors, numbers, shapes, letters, sounds, senses, etc. Top it off with needing (and I suppose wanting) to keep them safe.
I've got to teach 3 boys all these things while making sure they don't die in the process. Trust me- they'd find a way.
Now, it's true, some people reading this may think to themselves- wtf? Pre-K lessons about colors? You're complaining about that? Try quantum physics.
And that's great.
Now go teach your quantum physics class- but imagine you're trying your damndest to teach them the Dirac Equation (yes Dirac!) and the students won't sit still. And when they do their brains won't sit still. And after the 300th time of saying "stop interrupting and listen!" someone else has peed their pants, or a fight has broken out, or someone is breaking into your desk, or someone gulping down the Windex you keep on your projector- or all of those things at once.
Fun right? Now live there in your Quantum Physics classroom- with all your students. Oh sure you could leave them there and run to the store or Starbucks for a minute or so.
Nope- sorry, I forgot- you can't. All the bullshit they do while you're *right there*- think of that. Now think of all the bs they'll do if you were gone. Oh and then word getting out you left them alone- and it's hello CPS!
Ok, so I'm kind of stretching- I mean mainly adults take Quantum Physics courses but I said iMAgine! Derr!
Point being is that my brain is constantly going- and it is exhausting. Oh oh oh! But don't forget on top of it all you are supposed to be calm and understanding and patient because you "know better."
So it's hard for me to not scoff and roll my eyes at the people who aren't SAHM/Ds when they get a huge chunk of their day not having to lower their brain levels by teaching all that crap as seen above. Damnit- I know blue and yellow make green!
But do you know how many times a day Paul says to be "Guess what blue and yellow make? Green!"
And oh lord sometimes I just want to say "omg will you shut UP" but damnit I can't. They're young, their brains are growing- I want to instill in them good study habits and a thirst for knowledge, and manners so they don't grow up to be on the Jersey Shore or something.
So at the end of the day- when they are finally finally in bed, and my brain is winding down, do you honestly think I'm gonna say to myself "ahhhh time for some relaxing math." or "oh boy, let's debate politics!"
Ummm yeah- no.
So it's not their we're stupid and don't care about politics or what's happening in the world, or can't do long division- it's that my brain is always working. So you'll excuse me if I'd rather play the Sims or watch Drop Dead Diva (shut up I love that show lol). Or if when it comes time to play D&D (or some other rpg) my eyes cross and I have a "huh derr" moment when I need to figure out damage. Thankfully I have wonderful friends who are more than helpful in those times.
So I'm not stupid- I just use my brain more often than you do ;-)
Monday, August 01, 2011
because this needed more than a FB status or Tweet
Recently cracked.com did an article about parenting trends that are just as fucking stupid as the last. Like male breast feeding.Yes, you read that right.
Male. Breast. Feeding.
First off let's just start with the myth that mothers bond with their children more because of breastfeeding. Oh stfu asshats. That belief can only be thought up by women too stupid to even be able to get out of bed. Stephen spent the first 9 month of Paul's life in Iraq. Of course when he came home the first thing Paul did was rip open Stephen's ACUs & suckle on Stephen's nipple....
Nevermind the fact that I, like a fuckload of other women, couldnt/didn't breast feed.
I guess I won't have that special bond with my child like you do. Woe is me... le sigh.
Dumbasses.
Let's talk about the obvious... men don't fucking make milk! So what? I don't produce semen. Its ok that we have different parts. What are you scared of? Don't you think its a bit moronic to go from one extreme- being told that a woman has to stay home to birth & feed babies- to the other extreme- men breast feeding-? I mean really?
Let's move on to gender nuetral bs.
On second thought, let's not. The parents who make their kids gender nuetral to the extreme are too fucking annoying to give another thought to.
I hate people... I should stop while I'm ahead before I burst a blood vessle.
