So yesterday, as I was indulging in my daily "what's trending" on Facebook, I see the story about Leonardo DiCaprio taking 20 girls home after his break up. The feed was going wild with hashtags ranging from #Leostheman to #Leoismyhero. I myself was like "daaaaang, 20 chicks, that's bananas!" Then I said to myself, "self, I wonder what the world would do, what would be trending, if a woman had done this. What if some A list celebrity woman left the club with 20 men???
Here's what I think... The feed would be full of hashtags calling her a whore, a slut, dirty and yes, even ratchet. I think this woman would be treated like she was on trial for taking these men home. Her morality would be questioned and part of me even thinks that her credibility might be tainted, She'd probably have to worry if roles would be limited because of what she did. No one would think "she's the woman!" or want to high five her down the street. She would be doing the walk of shame until some other celebrity does something to take the spotlight of shame off of her.
Yes I know it's 2014 but sadly I still think that society thinks that a whore is only a whore if it's a woman, otherwise "you're the man"
Ms I'm Always Right, welcome to Mommyhood
Tuesday, December 9, 2014
Friday, December 5, 2014
Adventures in Mommyhood: 11/17/2014
Silence is golden, unless you're a mom, then that means shenanigans are taking place. Long story short I have two girls with make-up on, twizler wrappers on the floor, a dead phone and one confused looking dog lol. Hooray for Mondays
Why does Santa get all the credit?
Ok, ok, I know the title of this comes off sounding not so
jolly and bright but after wrapping presents all day that’s the only thought
that came to my mind… why does Santa get all the credit? Before my husband and
I had kids we decided, ok I decided, that when we had children Santa would
bring them something super lame or less cool than what he and I were giving
them. Now let me explain my train of thought… 1. My husband and I work our
asses off to not only buy the presents but hello, I have to wrap them too! 2.
When our girls eventually find out Santa isn’t real it won’t be such a big
blow, mom and dad gave them the cool presents anyway so in the words of Bob
Marley “everything’s gonna be alright” right? Wrong!
For the first 4 years of our oldest daughter’s life it
worked out fine, she thought Santa gave books and puzzles and Mommy and Daddy
were the best parents in the whole wide world because she got that one toy that
she was absolutely going to die without. We naively thought “Yes this is going
to work!” Then Kindergarten showed up and had to mess it all up.
I remember picking her up after her first day back from
winter break, or whatever it is we’re calling it now, and the look on her face
was gut-wrenching. Come to find out happy, bright-eyed 5 year old was now on an
emotional roller coaster of doom because she found out that little Miss fellow
Kindergartner got a Wii from Santa, a Wii MOM!!! How do you explain to your
child that she didn't do anything wrong to get a puzzle from Santa and her
friend got a flippin’ Wii without spilling the “he doesn't exist” beans?
UGH, I felt awful, called the husband up and let him know
what happened. Before I could give him enough time to tell me “I told you so” I
hung up the phone, I had to figure out how to fix this. If I played the “maybe
her parents couldn’t afford one so Santa got it” I’d look like an asshole who
was basically telling her kid that her friend was poor and her parents couldn't
afford the gift (which we obviously know isn’t true, hello a Wii for a 5 year
old). I could go down the “maybe she did something naughty” path but there was
no way I was going to make her feel bad for me making Santa be cheap. So I did
what any logical, analytical parent would do, I made a list, checked it twice,
and finally sat her down for a talk.
I looked in to her big brown eyes and said “Sweet Pea I’ve
been thinking a lot about this Santa/present situation and I need to be honest
with you…” I went on to tell her that I had already bought the thing she asked
Santa for so I had to write a letter to the North Pole explaining what I had
done and asked him to get her something else off of her list. I went on to say that I told him he could pick
any other item because she would be grateful for anything that came from him
(yes, I know I laid the guilt down a little bit) I expected tears, maybe some
yelling but she just looked at me and said, “ooohhh ok, then next year please
don’t get me what I ask Santa for mom, that’s HIS thing, not yours” Needless to
say this year Santa is getting her something amazing…. Well played Santa, well
played Santa. Santa 1, Mommy 0!
Adventures in Mommyhood: 12/3/2014
Conversation while putting up the Christmas tree...
Sophia: Now Jules, since this is technically the first Christmas you know what is going on I'll break it down for you ok
Juliana: ok
Sophia: See these candy canes, don't eat them, they are decoration only candy canes.
Juliana: what the heck!
Sophia: I couldn't have said it better Jules, I couldn't have said it better
Thursday, September 11, 2014
This is me
Had you asked me 10 years ago what I thought my life would look like in 10 years here's what I would tell you:
I'd finally be a doctor, Dr. Lopez, Pediatric Surgeon... Wow that has a nice ring to it!
I'd be living in the city and working at Children's Hospital
I'd OWN a loft downtown where all the magic was happening and drive my year model BMW
I'd be single, maybe dating because my life would be my work so of course they're be no time for kids either.
My email address isn't MsImAlwayzRight for no reason. I'd be a boss lady, a BA independent woman who only looked forward to bigger and better things, yup that would be my life.
Fast forward to the present and here is my reality:
I dropped out of college 2 years in. Long story short, one I'm sure I'll end up discussing here later, my little brother was born with a heart abnormality. Seeing a tiny infant hooked up to tubes and wires, needing a handful of surgeries to survive scared me, gave me a reality check and I knew i couldn't be a doctor
I live in a small city close to my hometown and work as Curriculum Developer for an insurance company
I own a 5 bedroom home and luckily I do drive a year model car but it's no BMW, it's a Dodge Journey
I've been married to the love of my life for 5 years and together for 10. I am also the mommy to the two most beautiful daughters, 6 and 2.
My email address is still MsImAlwayzRight because I still believe it. I might have some competition for it now with two other ladies in the house but mama still rules. I am still a boss, I'm BA just in a different way. I always thought that a man and children would hinder my dreams little did i know that these 3 people define who am I and helped make my dreams come true.
This is me, the me I was supposed to be.
I'd finally be a doctor, Dr. Lopez, Pediatric Surgeon... Wow that has a nice ring to it!
I'd be living in the city and working at Children's Hospital
I'd OWN a loft downtown where all the magic was happening and drive my year model BMW
I'd be single, maybe dating because my life would be my work so of course they're be no time for kids either.
My email address isn't MsImAlwayzRight for no reason. I'd be a boss lady, a BA independent woman who only looked forward to bigger and better things, yup that would be my life.
Fast forward to the present and here is my reality:
I dropped out of college 2 years in. Long story short, one I'm sure I'll end up discussing here later, my little brother was born with a heart abnormality. Seeing a tiny infant hooked up to tubes and wires, needing a handful of surgeries to survive scared me, gave me a reality check and I knew i couldn't be a doctor
I live in a small city close to my hometown and work as Curriculum Developer for an insurance company
I own a 5 bedroom home and luckily I do drive a year model car but it's no BMW, it's a Dodge Journey
I've been married to the love of my life for 5 years and together for 10. I am also the mommy to the two most beautiful daughters, 6 and 2.
My email address is still MsImAlwayzRight because I still believe it. I might have some competition for it now with two other ladies in the house but mama still rules. I am still a boss, I'm BA just in a different way. I always thought that a man and children would hinder my dreams little did i know that these 3 people define who am I and helped make my dreams come true.
This is me, the me I was supposed to be.
Explaining my 9/11 Experience with my 6 year old
While the girls were eating their oatmeal this morning Sophia asked me whose anniversary it was today. I wasn't sure if i heard her right so I asked her what did she mean? She said on TV last night they were talking about it being someones anniversary today. Then it hits me, 9/11.
I ran downstairs and found a picture i took in 00' of a view of the Twin Towers from Ellis Island. I sat her down and told her the story. She started to cry a little and asked where I was when it happened. I told her I was asleep in my dorm room at CU. My radio alarm when off on 93.3 and the first thing I heard DJ Nerf say was "it's hit, the 2nd tower has been hit!" I ran and turned on the tv to see the destruction that occurred.
She asked if I knew anyone there, I told her that I had a friend who lost his Dad there that day. She shook her head and said "Mommy how can there be so much bad in the world?" I kissed her forehead and said "Sweat pea, there might be bad but the good is what got NY and the US back on it's feet after it happened. The good is standing in front of me right now.It's people like you mamas, the ones with big hearts, who are born to help make the world better." She gave me a bear hug, a kiss and said "with a mommy like you how could I not have a big heart?" Dang kid made me cry!
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