Sometimes I just need to share, and quite honestly I don’t see anything wrong in that. I think it might just mean that I’m human. 😛
Well, we’d estimated Roo’s due date to be either yesterday or today and so far she seems quite content to keep on baking her sweet treats. We are eager to meet our little miracles, but I suppose we’ll just have to continue to be patient. After all, as long as she’s not showing any signs of distress we’ll leave her be. Whenever possible it’s best to allow moms the room to do what comes naturally. In the times we live in, it can be easy to forget that our bodies (and theirs) tend to know what’s best. 😉
Lily-Ann was eating a tart today and was quite happy to share with our little Rooty-toot:
One of the most difficult things in the world is coming out to our families. There is so much emotion wrapped up there, that it can be hard to separate our own fears from reality. And listening to the coming out stories from previous generations only reinforces that sense of fear.
I had the privilege of serving as coordinator for a youth retreat last Summer, for Sexual Minority, Gender Variant youth. During an exercise led by our Artist-in-Residence, Spencer J. Harrison we all got the chance to share coming out stories while in small groups. One young man’s story in particular made me cry – and not for reasons you might suspect.
At first he didn’t feel he should contribute to the discussion, he didn’t feel that his story was worthy of sharing. Upon encouragement, he opened up and told his story. The story of coming out to a family who loved him and supported him – a family to which it didn’t matter what his orientation was. Unwavering love and reassurance. And that is what moved me to tears.
More and more people are realizing that orientation doesn’t matter, a person’s sexual desires don’t change who they are as a person. More and more families find it easy to accept the idea that one of their children may be pansexual, bisexual, asexual, homosexual et al. More and more young people have GOOD stories to share – and those stories are so worth hearing. And in those instances where the outcome isn’t so positive? That’s where community comes in.
If your family doesn’t accept you for who you are, they don’t deserve you. Family is a choice, and is built on love. So whether family of blood or family of choice – surround yourself with people who know how amazing you are. Because you really are incredible!
My challenge for March has been posted, and I thought I’d take a minute to write a bit of a blog post about it too. For those of you who aren’t aware, my challenge this year is a journal challenge. I’ve wanted to create a scrapbook about me for some time now. But generally when I sit down to work on a layout I let my photographs speak for themselves, and it’s almost always about the kid. So it really is a challenge for me to sit down and write a little something about ME. It’s important though, and so I’m writing about me FOR Lily-Ann.
Each month I’ll provide a journal prompt, so if you’d like to take the challenge along with me, you’ll have a book of your own finished after the year is over. This month I scrapped a page about how the girl and I share a love of My Little Ponies.
Feel like checking out the challenge? They’re all listed at: https://td365.wordpress.com/the-challenge-2012/ And each and every month during 2012 there will be another prompt added to the list.
Post number 600.
I’ve been blogging here for a couple years now, almost daily (generally not on Fridays). 600 posts though, that seems like a lot. Granted I don’t always have something interesting to say. I’ve posted ridiculous things like a snapshot of our refillable slurpee cups at 7-11. But I think I’ve also covered a lot of serious issues too. Generally, I’m happy to log on after putting the girl to sleep, and just share whatever happens to be on my mind… and, as I’ve mentioned, sometimes there’s not a lot there. 😉
My point? Well… I just wanted to say thank you. Thanks for sticking through it with me. Thanks for the “likes”, for the stars, for the comments… thanks for the love. 🙂
It’s been a ride! (and no, I’m not going anywhere… just feeling kinda pensive about the whole thing) LMAO
Today was another day spent creating and colouring. And this time, after seeing that I posted some of her drawings on here previously, the wee girlie wanted to share them with all of you. 🙂 So here she is, holding up her unicorn for everyone to see. And notice the lines coming up out of the unicorn? She was eager to tell the world that those make this particular unicorn, a carousel horse. Clever girlie that she is felt the need to make that one small change to Elizabeth‘s illustration. I’m sure Ms. Dulemba wouldn’t mind.