Monday, December 21, 2009

Hogwash!

It's started. All the well wishes for 2010." I hope 2010 brings you the desires of your heart". I hope 2010 is brings this and that." I know they mean well.

Basically they hope that when the hands of a clock strike midnight that my life will magically transform into the cooperative journey where my wish is the earths command. And every year it's the same damn thing said.New Years day will be another day of the week followed by a weekend headed toward the end of the month.

Why can't i have it now? Why can't i have it today,this minute? Why do i have to wait until 12:01am December 2009 for things to change in my favor? What can happen then ,can happen now.

All the celebrating and hoopla to celebrate what? I'd just as well prefer 2010 come in quietly unless i have a guarantee or whatever.

I wish they would just shut up!

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

Nawlins SA.INT.S

Well last night the SA.IN.TS turned in another victory over the New England Patriots on Monday night football. This season makes only the second winning season for what use to be the AIN'TS since I've been alive.And i thought I'd never see the day.

My bio dad is a die hard SAINTS fan with season tickets. My sister 2 yrs younger and I went to every home game or watched them play on TV since we were knee high to a bullfrog.lol We would literally cry every Sunday when they loss and ask daddy "why can't they ever win boo hoo". And he'd always say a real fan doesn't throw in the towel,because there is always next Sunday. Well damn those Sunday losses rolled right over Archie Manning and the others for yearrrrssss. Remember the brown bags over the head. My dad said they were a disgrace.

Fair weathered fan or not it's nice to see them winning now and have my BFF in Little Rock calling me up and asking " did you see that????"

And by the way GEAUX LS.U football Tigers!

Monday, November 23, 2009

Pleased as punch brunch

Well ladies i decided to go ahead and goto the brunch with a group of queer parents in my area. The hostess did quickly respond by asking me if i had kids. I laughed out loud and thought well here's a door opening to get some things out in the open.

I told her that i had some apprehensions about going and that according to the responses from others who even had partners and kids they weren't enthusiastic either. I also suggested that if it was a prerequisite for attending these functions that it should stated so us child-less types can stay home.

I got there early as usual and met the family and there very energetic kids. One by one all the others arrived and let their kids loose to enjoy the oh so kid friendly ground floor of the brownstone. The host kids took a quick liking to me why i don't know,but the two girls seem to enjoy my witty charm and bad jokes.lol I guess that's why one mom asked how long i had been with the family. I said " i don't live here". She said," oh so you're a live out nanny?" I said," Actually I'm not the nanny and only just met these kids today". She quickly apologized and I'm sure i could have nail her to the wall based on her presumption that ran purely along racial lines that i was the hired help. It wasn't a battle i was interested in fighting.

I did however got to meet fellow bloggers The Commune Child, The Family O, Zebah,Zazie and the zoo and their sweet little ones. Overall a good time looked to be had by everyone. The kids had lots of fun and the adults did their best, while icing boo boos, encouraging sharing lol and cleaning up spills,crumbs and cleaning snotty noses to engage in meaningful adult conversation as well. Now to get those gay boys and their kids to come out of hiding.

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

"I don’t really care what people think about me" ..

She said....
I've heard women make this feminist proclamation a few times over the years. And each time i hear it said i giggle a little ,because in my mind it's those that say these things with such firm conviction are often the ones who care a lot about what other people think. They say this out loud to convince themselves that it's true.lol


imo as you get older and the stakes are higher such as playdates for your kids, SAHM buddies for your SAHM, warm and fuzzy PTA meetings ,etc. you'll find that what others think about you affects the ones who care about you.


If parents in the neighborhood think you're the village loon do you think they'll invite your kid to sleepovers? If you dress like Cindy lauper in her heyday and even Cindy doesn't dress like that any more ,do you think the hateful remarks by the other kids at school to your child won't make you care what others think? I say you will,because it's not about just you any more.

And when you couldn't find a healthy relationship if it jumped up and bit you in the butt ,then i think you should care enough about what friends and a professional think to get help to fix that problem too.

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Parents club members only please

This Saturday a lesbian couple is having a brunch at their place. They keep sending out the invite (3 times) with a rsvp.

You know I've been to these things and i always leave feeling like i wasted my time. After all the parents club is an elitist club for which must have a baby even if it's still in the womb to join. I've had more than one of those looks directed at me.

It goes like this : I get there early and meet the hostesses. [The gay dads never host these things]. I give them a brief explanation of why i have no kid or partner by my side. They're usually cool with it and are quite conversational while we wait for the others of the parent club to arrive. One by one they arrive and i introduce myself and they the same. They then look around at the kids running around and ask "which of these is yours ?". And i say "none of them". Then they say "oh, is your partner bringing the baby later?". And i say "I don't have a partner and there is no baby...yet". Then they get this look on their face like a cow at a new gate and just wonder off to leave me standing there waiting for the next club member to ask for my credentials for being in attendance at parents club brunch as well.

So needless to say i always feel like shit when I'm walking home afterwards and always say I'm never going back. However, a friend brought up a valid point. How will i ever be accepted by these mothers if they don't know i live in the hood or can't put a face to the name in my post to the board? People are always afraid of what they don't know or understand,but i say it's not like i have horns and a pointy tail or something.

Can't i help if I'm a planner. I'm been a member of all the area family board since before i ever moved to NYC. I saw and see myself married with kids therefore i put my faith out there in joining these people. Faith is the substance of things hoped for and the evidence of things NOT seen,so this has been a faith walk that started 3 years before i moved to Brooklyn. I'm bout ready to see something too dammit.

So i have until Friday night to rsvp,but i still don't know whether i want to deal with the feeling of being a outsider with them looking down their noses at me. Not to mention i volunteer for a coalition of legal professionals on Saturdays and i will have to cut my morning short at the office to attend this shindig. *sigh*

Monday, November 9, 2009

Men who needs them?

WE DO......

A queer parent this week requested for advice. It was serious business on this otherwise dead as a door knob message board. A lesbian mom said "it finally happened my daughter wants a daddy."


I read it and dismissed it,because i have read this too many times on the single moms boards, in lesbian parenting circles,etc. and i knew what the assvice would be. After a few hours of thinking about it i decided i would email this woman privately and tell her that if she promised to not chop my head off i would share with her my opinion on this common request from daddy-less kids. She replied and told me to hit her with my best shot and she and her partner would consider it.

Here is what i said:

Okay,first of all i knew that you would get a barrage of responses to the effect " When she says this,you say this. " "When she says that,then you say this. "

Why is queer parenting and single mom by choice parenting approached as if your playing a tennis match at Wimbledon. The parent stands behind the base line on their toes with both hands on the racket waiting for the 98 mile per hour serve in the form of the "i want a daddy" response from their kid. Then all the "experts" yell from the stands telling you to close the face of your racket so the ball stays in court. And don't approach the net too soon are the kid will drive one over your head for game, set, match.lol

It's deflect,deflect,acknowledge with empathy. Deflect,deflect,acknowledge with empathy.


And in between these games while your working toward the score of 40 /love you sweat it out,holding your breath all the way hoping they don't ask another hard question. Just doesn't seem right to me. Almost dismissive and insensitive to how they are feeling.

The standard every family is different thing is weak. She can see every family is different and you've made sure she lives in an environment to which these different families are common place. However, that didn't stop the request did it?

Then the "If you had a Daddy, what do you think he would (1) say? or (2)do or ......" Then said partner would do those things to show those are not exclusive to males/daddies. "Because most of the time all that your kid wants is attention,". I don't know that every little thing can be deduced to just wanting attention. That would imply that every kids is the same and we all know that's not true.

And to the poster who pulled out the stats,studies,and statistics about how father-less kids turn out just fine. Does she think your 4.5 yr old daughter gives a flip about studies? IMO when you have kids it stops being all about us and what *we* are comfortable with, it's about the kids and how our decision affects them.

Now before i give my suggestion you need to know i grew up in a traditional family. I was my fathers shadow from the time i was born until they divorced in 4th grade .He was very hands on and i was going to be the first female wide receiver for the Dallas Cowboys if he had anything to say about it and a fabulous Louisiana chef. I was very much the daddy's girl and to the same extent grandfather's girl also[he lived across the street]. When he was outside doing yardwork i was there getting under foot. Each time he would mow the larn he would pretend he was going to get me with it. I would run screaming onto the porch and we both would laugh hysterically everytime. He never got tired of that game and he should have.lol

On saturdays we spent the majority of the day in the garage working on his navy blue corvette stingray with T-Tops and white leather interior. I had my first sip of beer in that garage. They called them ponies,because they were in little bottles i guess.He looked at me smiled and said" if your mama catches you doing that she'll kill me and you". Then he would chuckle and go back to working on the engine. Afterwards we would drive through the neighborhood to test our work. My job was to steer,signal left or right turn and tell him what color the traffic light was and he worked the gas pedal and brakes with the stick shift. After the corvette it was a chocolate brown Cadillac Fleetwood with the diamond shaped window in the back.

When we weren't in the garage we were in the kitchen. My dad had his own unique way of cooking. He was big on substituing ingredients for whatever was handy. Sometimes it was good and sometimes it made you gag.lol But as far as grillin was concerned he was and is the master.

One sunday we played hooky from church because my mother was out of town. He and i wired the whole house with speakers from his stereo system and still had time to go catfishing down at the lake. My girlier sister who was two years younger always complained that she was bored and wanted to go home. Such a party pooper my father would say.

I don't know what it was that clicked more with my father and grandfather than my mother/grandmother,aunts,etc., but i do remember that from a very early age they were most important to me in a way no other people were. I'm sure some child psychologist somewhere has a well studied reason for that. oof.


So in lacking a father i do believe our kids are missing something. To say it's like them asking for a puppy or something is condescending and devaluing men period imo. Or it's a phase and we should ignore it for a year eventually it will pass ,is just as unhealthy. We chose to not give them one by using AD. He didn't die or abandon them. And because of that we owe them more of a concern about this request than what's being given.

How do we know your daughter at 4.5 doesn't have feelings that go beyond the surface fluff of her age group? Why should she have to give up a dad because of someone else's decision? Why should she have to give up a dad because her moms are lesbians?I say she doesn't. I suggest you and your partner consider the idea of getting her a dad despite what some say. There is no reason a decision made so many years ago can't be changed. So what if he's not her bio dad. Plenty of families are made by bond.


And no i'm not suggesting you go out to the 7-eleven and buy her one lol,but if your a spiritual person pray about and put yourself in situations that give you access to men interested in becoming daddies. I'm in no way suggesting you make it legally binding ,but more of a social fatherhood. It might give your daughter what she wants and give you the peace of mind that you've got a guy in her life that will teach her things about herself she could have only gotten from her dad.


I am so sick of hearing people say kids don't need a daddy. Well maybe they don't, but i want mine to have one. When someone tells me that MY kids don't need a dad i feel as if they are saying my kids don't deserve or shouldn't have the priviledge of having a dad ,because they have a lesbian mom. So i get my back up in feeling like i need to fight for my kids right to have a daddy.

And i wonder what the gay fathers out there tell their kids about wanting a mommie and do they feel slighted when they hear lesbians go on and on about not needing them/daddies/men?

At the time of conception there may be no known donor in my process,but i hope to always remain open to the idea. And to those of you who have a peace about the known donor you chose to use who will be a presence in your kids lives, i pray your kids have wonderful memories of him to share when they decide to become parents.

I don't believe the next generation can afford to do without mommies or daddies!

Friday, November 6, 2009

When your child doesn't make the grade

Nanny Hilda called me today. She wanted to how I was doing and how I liked my new apartment. I told her it was great, pre-war so it's huge with a elevator,but that I had a really bad cold and didn't seem to be able to shake it.She quickly rattled off a few things I should do to feel better.

She said Otis had a mild cold too as do all the other kids. She has been turning down playdates,because she doesn't want it to keep being passed around. I asked how classes were going for little Otis and she said he was doing well. The classes she clarified are to teach him to share,follow instructions,listen, and respect his teachers. She laughed and said he still doesn't understand that not all kids want to wrestled,especially his girlfriend Ava.

Ah...Ava. The name Otis constantly repeats that makes even his parents wonder who this Ava is.Well Otis has a crush on her, the only thing is Otis hasn't learned how to show his affection for Ava in a positive way,so he shows in a negative way which frightens her. So when he sees her he starts calling her name runs toward her and grabs a hold to force her to notice him and tries to wrestle with her.Anna screams when he gives her a bear hug an won't let go.lol He even pinches or grabs her jacket and pulls her forcefully into his face. So they are working on a gentler form of courtship teehee. I suggested maybe a dating class for Otis to teach him that girls like to be told how nice they look and that the perfume their wearing smells fabulous. Hilda laughed and said all that talking will have to wait until he gets pass one word for everything. lol Otis isn't much in the language department yet:)

When I first heard of these classes I chuckled just like some of you,(read previous blog) But recently I read of a 3 year old who has had one on one attention and free play all his life NOT doing well in preschool. Seems the transition....well..ah, no transition is taking it's toll.

Now I think Otis' folks might be on to something. Going from a nanny full time who meets your every need and is super flexible to a structured academic atmosphere with set play times and 9 other kids is hard.

The question it raises to me is whose fault is it when your child isn't prepared for preschool or kindergarten? IME in the lower grades of elementary schools the parents always blame the school/teacher and never own their own shit. Do you pull lil Maybelle out thus starting a pattern of "if I act out enough momma will not make me do it" or do you leave her in and dedicate yourself to putting the work in to help your child catch up? Or look for a school that's a better fit *cough* kisses your kids ass *cough* sending the message to him/her that the world really does revolve around them and if they aren't happy no body will be.

What do you think?