Earlier today, I was walking through the mall with my bestie and I was getting SO frustrated! First off, I don't know what it is about Black girls (and yes, I'm directing it towards our people, because they're the people I catch doing it EVERYday, EVERYwhere) but for some reason many feel the need to look every other Black girl in the vicinity up and down. Why? And I know you all know the look I'm talking about...that stank, "she-think-she-all-that" look that about 99.7% of the Black female population likes to give off. I just hate it. It makes me want to punch chicks in the face. Depending on my mood, my reaction to the Stanky Face may be to 1) return it, or 2) smile and keep it moving, or 3) glance indifferently at the person because I'm too cool for that BS. Lol.
Second, what is it about moms and pregnant people that is just sooooo fascinating to random White people strangers? I can't even count the number of times when I've been out with my bestie and her son, and had weirdos trying to peep into the stroller/baby carrier, or wanting to touch his hair, or some other randomness. I get the whole "goo-goo ga-ga, he's so cute" thing, but WE DON'T KNOWWWW YOUUUUU! Lol. Gosh!
Another thing... I hate it when people wear leggings as pants. Why? Just don't do it...Apparently about 47% of the legging-wearing population didn't get the memo that the rule of thumb is, if it covers your ENTIRE {not half, or 3/4} butt, it's ok to wear with leggings. This applies to shirts, tunics, dresses, whatever... But if I can walk 4 feet behind you and see 1) the color, size tag, and design of your panties, 2) the fact that you're not wearing any panties, or 3) every dimple/bullethole/stretch mark/pimple, etc on your toosh...mayyyyybe you should do us all a favor and put on some damn pants! It's nasty!
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Showing posts with label Babies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Babies. Show all posts
Catch-Up♥
Hey all! Another busy couple of weeks, so I haven't been blogging much. I've been checking up on a lot of you guys' blogs, though. So I just thought I'd stop neglecting my blog and at least fill you guys in what's been up with me!
1) It's my last year of undergrad. I have 3 more classes to take this summer (one is a re-take of a class that I got a D in, the semester my mom passed away) and then I'm excited because I finally got into an externship program at the elementary school across the street from my house. So I'll be doing that this Fall. Then I'll officially have my degree.
2) On Thursday (March 18th), my best friend here in my college town gave birth to her first child, Jonathan Jr. He's my Snookie. I watched him being born (yes, I've seen my best friend's vagina. Our friendship is now cemented in stone) and when he was born, he was looking over at me. With these gorgeous gray eyes. I'm telling you, there's nothing like the experience of watching a child being born. My bestie has knocked out marriage, first child, and (soon to be) college graduation all in one semester. I'm so happy for her!
3) I hate group projects. I work so much better on my own, at my own pace, with my own standards. I can't stand depending on people because they always seem to either be doing TOO much, or not doing enough. Then I have to worry about how their hot messiness is going to affect MY grade. Ugh.
4) My daddy is getting married on April 3rd. YaY! I'm not too enthused about being a bridesmaid, but I'm his only child, so whatever...
5) I've been really happy lately, for whatever reason. I'm not questioning or complaining, though. There are so many unhappy people in the world, that I'm thankful for any and all moments of peace that I can get!
That's all I've got for now. CSI is on. Gotta concentrate lol.
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2) On Thursday (March 18th), my best friend here in my college town gave birth to her first child, Jonathan Jr. He's my Snookie. I watched him being born (yes, I've seen my best friend's vagina. Our friendship is now cemented in stone) and when he was born, he was looking over at me. With these gorgeous gray eyes. I'm telling you, there's nothing like the experience of watching a child being born. My bestie has knocked out marriage, first child, and (soon to be) college graduation all in one semester. I'm so happy for her!
3) I hate group projects. I work so much better on my own, at my own pace, with my own standards. I can't stand depending on people because they always seem to either be doing TOO much, or not doing enough. Then I have to worry about how their hot messiness is going to affect MY grade. Ugh.
4) My daddy is getting married on April 3rd. YaY! I'm not too enthused about being a bridesmaid, but I'm his only child, so whatever...
5) I've been really happy lately, for whatever reason. I'm not questioning or complaining, though. There are so many unhappy people in the world, that I'm thankful for any and all moments of peace that I can get!
That's all I've got for now. CSI is on. Gotta concentrate lol.
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On the Road Again...♥
Today I went out with my best friend to set up her baby registries. She's having a little boy in March...It's still weird to me. This is the closest I've been to someone during pregnancy...I grew up in the 'hood and half the girls my age were pregnant while we were in middle school. As far as I was concerned, pregnancy was contagious and my mama wasn't raising nobody's babies! I didn't want any parts of that! So it's still kinda weird to me every time I see my bestie. I keep saying, "Oh my gosh, there's a human in there" lol.
On our way to one of the stores, we took the expressway but there must have been an accident or something up ahead because traffic was backed up. So my bestie (who was driving) decided to get off at the next exit. As we're getting off, a semi is behind us and he blows his horn at her. We're on the exit ramp, first of all, so who the F does he think he's rushing? Second of all, the traffic is literally moving between 0 and 5 mph. Again, who the F is he rushing?? So he blows again. What does my bestie do? She blows back. Over and over. And over. We got massive amounts of WTF stares. Lol. So by now we're pulling into a red light at the end of the exit ramp. Semi pulls up in the lane on our right, and clearly I flipped him off. Do you know this creep stopped his big ol' truck and hopped out (well not out, but hanging off that bar thing they hold on to to get into the truck) and points at us and yells "YOU GOT A PROBLEM????"
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My bestie and I simultaneously BUSTED out laughing at him, in his face. Loudly. Haha. You're mad, huh?
He got back in his lil' truck and rode off. All 5 feet of him. And his baggy overalls. Bwahahaha.
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On our way to one of the stores, we took the expressway but there must have been an accident or something up ahead because traffic was backed up. So my bestie (who was driving) decided to get off at the next exit. As we're getting off, a semi is behind us and he blows his horn at her. We're on the exit ramp, first of all, so who the F does he think he's rushing? Second of all, the traffic is literally moving between 0 and 5 mph. Again, who the F is he rushing?? So he blows again. What does my bestie do? She blows back. Over and over. And over. We got massive amounts of WTF stares. Lol. So by now we're pulling into a red light at the end of the exit ramp. Semi pulls up in the lane on our right, and clearly I flipped him off. Do you know this creep stopped his big ol' truck and hopped out (well not out, but hanging off that bar thing they hold on to to get into the truck) and points at us and yells "YOU GOT A PROBLEM????"
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My bestie and I simultaneously BUSTED out laughing at him, in his face. Loudly. Haha. You're mad, huh?
He got back in his lil' truck and rode off. All 5 feet of him. And his baggy overalls. Bwahahaha.
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For the Babies...♥
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"How Come He Don't Want Me?"♥
So I woke up a little earlier than I would have liked today...I've been sick and my Mom-n-law called to check on me...and instead of hopping back into bed and going to sleep, I hopped back into bed and watched Fresh Prince lol.
It was the episode when Will’s father popped back into the picture and acted like he was going to do all this bonding and traveling and whatnot with Will, and get the relationship that they’d never had back on track. Very sweet of him…until he ends up leaving Will once again.
Very good episode.
The end always makes me tear up. Will goes off into this rant about how it’s OK that his dad left, and how he doesn’t need him anyway.
But wait…after the rant, Will breaks down and the final line is “How come he don’t want me, man?”…..{and scene!}…yes, I got teary-eyed.
I know this is just a TV show, but we all know that the situation is very real.
So basically, I just want to say that children know. They know when a person loves them. They know when they’re being paid attention to. They know when they’re your top priority. They just…know.
I don’t know the feeling of being a mother yet, but I know the feeling of being a child. Trust me on this.
Every single child who has grown up in a single-parent setting (with little or no contact with their absent parent) has wondered “How come he/she don’t want me” at some point(s) in life. Whether they voice this curiosity or not. No matter how good a parent they are being raised by. You can be the best mother in the world, but that doesn’t make you a father. A father needs to play that role. This doesn’t take away from your greatness as a mom, it just stands apart from that other void that only he can fill. Of course, the same goes for single dads. There will always be a void that their mom needs to fill.
If you’ve got children, take care of them. It matters. Financially, they need you. But it’s even more so, they need your physical presence. Your emotional investment in them WILL affect them in the long run. You being present and influential in their lives will help them form concrete memories upon which their character can build. Whether these memories are good or not all depends on the way you raise them…but being there really is a good start.
If you don’t have children…think before you make some. It’s selfish and unfair of you to bring any new life into this world that you’re unable or unwilling to nurture and love with every ounce of your being. If you're not going to nurture seeds, don't plant them in the first place!
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It was the episode when Will’s father popped back into the picture and acted like he was going to do all this bonding and traveling and whatnot with Will, and get the relationship that they’d never had back on track. Very sweet of him…until he ends up leaving Will once again.
Very good episode.
The end always makes me tear up. Will goes off into this rant about how it’s OK that his dad left, and how he doesn’t need him anyway.
But wait…after the rant, Will breaks down and the final line is “How come he don’t want me, man?”…..{and scene!}…yes, I got teary-eyed.
I know this is just a TV show, but we all know that the situation is very real.
So basically, I just want to say that children know. They know when a person loves them. They know when they’re being paid attention to. They know when they’re your top priority. They just…know.
I don’t know the feeling of being a mother yet, but I know the feeling of being a child. Trust me on this.
Every single child who has grown up in a single-parent setting (with little or no contact with their absent parent) has wondered “How come he/she don’t want me” at some point(s) in life. Whether they voice this curiosity or not. No matter how good a parent they are being raised by. You can be the best mother in the world, but that doesn’t make you a father. A father needs to play that role. This doesn’t take away from your greatness as a mom, it just stands apart from that other void that only he can fill. Of course, the same goes for single dads. There will always be a void that their mom needs to fill.
If you’ve got children, take care of them. It matters. Financially, they need you. But it’s even more so, they need your physical presence. Your emotional investment in them WILL affect them in the long run. You being present and influential in their lives will help them form concrete memories upon which their character can build. Whether these memories are good or not all depends on the way you raise them…but being there really is a good start.
If you don’t have children…think before you make some. It’s selfish and unfair of you to bring any new life into this world that you’re unable or unwilling to nurture and love with every ounce of your being. If you're not going to nurture seeds, don't plant them in the first place!
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Cha Ching, Mommy! ♥
I’m watching Divorce Court yesterday, and the couple consisted of a woman who CLEARLY had gold-digger tendencies, and a guy who apparently bought her love in the first place. The guy, nevertheless, seemed to be a good man and a great father to their 4-year old daughter and even younger son.
The wife was just a hot-ass mess altogether, and just when I thought I was too done with her, she opened her mouth and revealed that 1) her 4-year old daughter had a cell phone {insert side eye} and 2) aforementioned daughter wanted a credit card. Something is really wrong when your child even knows what a credit card is before they’ve even hit kindergarten. I’m still afraid of credit cards and I’m a senior in college! Oh, but don’t worry… Mommy promised toddler that she couldn’t have the credit card until she turned FIVE! Smh…
What are people teaching their daughters these days? I won’t even get on the sons, that’s a whole ’nother blog. But as women, why don’t people realize that everything you do, your daughters will absorb and store in their memories. Whether they want to or not. All the things you think kids don’t pay attention to, or won’t remember…think about the things you remember from your own childhood. You were pretty young, weren’t you? So why is it hard to believe that you’re presenting your daughters with the first script they’ll ever read as to how to conduct themselves as ladies? We have got to do better…
I have a cousin who is 5 years younger than me, and was the sweetest thing you could have ever met. Until her father re-entered the picture and began to spoil her rotten. She’s still got a hint of the sweetness, but now she’s 16, has had her own car for over a year (minus the license), will not wear anything that isn’t designer, and is currently driving her father’s Range Rover. In the last couple years, she’s become one of “those” girls. You went to high school…you know what I mean. What’s wrong with this pic?
What values are your daughters learning when credit cards and shopping sprees replace quality time and family activities? My only hope for my cousin is that she doesn’t grow up as the type of woman who believes she’s not supposed to work for anything, and who will only be with a man for the material things he can provide, forgetting about the love and affection that should come with any relationship.
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