Happy Employee Appreciation Day!

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Happy Employee Appreciation Day everyone!

Now, I’m not an employee, nor do I have any, but I interact with employees every day, and I worked in retail long enough to know that it sucks. So if you’re working today, know you are appreciated and ignore the rest of this blog.

If you’re off or you don’t work or you don’t work for anyone but yourself, make the effort to show how much you appreciate the people who do in whatever way you can. Tip well. Find a manager and talk about how amazing the person helping you check out was. Get the name of anyone and everyone who helps you today and use them when you take the five minutes to fill out the surveys that come with the receipts. Incidentally, you get free stuff for doing that, so everyone wins.

Go out of your way to be nice today. They deserve it.

Happy Valentine’s Weekend!

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I know Valentine’s isn’t until Sunday, but today is the last school day before Valentine’s day, which makes it almost important. Enjoy the cards, the candy, and the love. Make someone’s day special and take the time to give yourself the same courtesy.

Enjoy the weekend!

For Real Friday: #wheresrey

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So my brother and I recently got into a weeks long text dispute over whether or not the Where’s Rey hash tag was something worth being offended about.

His take: No. There are tons of Rey toys, he bought my daughter one for Christmas. They aren’t hard to find, with right before Christmas being an exception because they were sold out. Not including her in the group sets creates a market scarcity, and how awesome of a money making strategy was it that Hasbro now has two sets of Star Wars monopoly? Plus they were trying to avoid spoilers. It created an air of mystery about the character. Women should be more focused on big, actual issues not whining about this unimportant stuff. Especially when the biggest movie of the year just had a super strong, capable, amazing female protagonist.

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My take: What spoilers? Every toy but two shows Rey with the staff she had in the preview. There was no reason to delay launch based on what I’ve seen of these toys. The protagonist of the story should be (and in literally every other movie is) in every set with three or more characters unless said set is specifically “Droids” or “Sidekicks” or some other weird category. The protagonist has never before been an add on character you can only buy separate. Particularly when that protagonist is an underrepresented facet of society.

Look, I like princesses as much as the next person. Better, probably. But it sends a message that a girl can be an awesome pilot of a certain space ship and be left out of that set. That a girl can be a great fighter, but not show up alongside her opponent in boxed sets. That a girl can be the protagonist of the entire story and not be included in the games and major merchandise for the movie she starred in. You don’t create market scarcity with the protagonist. You do it with the adorable robot or a random sidekick. You take a not as valued character, like say Sailor Mercury or the ugly beanie babies and make that character 10,000 times more valued by making her harder to find.

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As for worrying about real issues, the toy aisle is a real issue. Representation matters. The fact that the toy aisle is moving backward matters. Maybe not as much as rape or the big issues surrounding feminism, but that argument is a slippery slope. There’s always a bigger issue more worthy of getting upset over. That doesn’t mean the small stuff doesn’t matter or doesn’t contribute to those bigger issues. Especially when you’re talking about messages being sent to small children. They internalize those messages as they grow, and they don’t stop coming.

Girls do not exist in traditional “boy toys” like star wars sets, or they are very, very rare. You can’t find Black Widow in the “complete avengers set.” In the toy aisle, boys can pretend girls don’t exist at all. Incidentally, this doesn’t happen to the same degree in the girl toy aisle. There’s a prince for every princess.

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“Boy” shows that too many girls like disappear and are pulled off the air. But if boys like a girls show, its a smash hit. In fact, if you look at the marketing for the most recent princess movies, you’ll find the previews “designed to appeal to boys” did so by creating a complete absence of girls. Remember that weird Olaf/Sven commercial? That whole thing where the names of the movies are no longer the names of the protagonists? That was thought up to create a crossover audience. Movies are headed in the right direction, but marketing is moving backward.

As boys grow, this absence continues in the classroom, where boys out talk girls and girls who speak as third as often as they do are labeled as chatty and distracting and accused of talking more than anyone else in the classroom.  There’s a reason girls preface questions or comments in lecture like settings with “I’m sorry.” They are taught to from a very early age. It continues movies where the absence of girls has become so commonplace that people literally interpret a crowd of 17 women, 83 men as having an equal number of men and women. At 33 women to 67 men, women are seen as outnumbering the men. There’s a reason girls try to take up as little space as possible in public settings (though I maintain it’s just good manners not to sprawl out and take up as much space as possible, there IS a reason it’s a gendered phenomenon).

And let’s not even go into the absence of female historical figures despite their actual prevalence in history. Or of female authors. Or how anything that girls like en-masse is criticized and belittled into non-existence (think of all the criticism princess movies get compared to their super hero counterparts?).

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We KNOW girls are absorbing all these subconscious messages. There have been countless studies to prove just how huge of an impact that socialized silence, and manners, and mannerisms have in every aspect of our lives.

But what impact is it having on boys? What does it mean that when they hear girls talk it’s instantly interpreted as taking over the conversation? What does it mean that when they see a crowd with 30% women they see themselves as outnumbered? What does it mean that from an incredibly early age on the toy aisle, they are trained to expect girls to vanish from their own stories so they don’t have to deal with having a female action figure spoiling their set. What message does it send that when they go with their sisters down the pink aisle they see space carved out for them their but the opposite isn’t true. What message does it send that when a little girl dresses up as batman she’s praised for breaking boundaries but little boys are shamed for dressing as princesses? That all their lives they hear girls stories, toys, movies, books, whatever thing is being geared toward girls trashed while their own play escapes the same scrutiny. That the worst thing you can imply about a boy is that he’s girly and in the inevitable romantic subplot of “boy” books and movies one of the go to lines is that “she’s not like other girls.”

It starts on the toy aisle.

The toy companies are fixing the Rey thing because of a hash tag. Or maybe my brother’s right, and the whole thing was a marketing tactic designed to get everyone offended and taking about the lack of toys so the second they made them, they’d be snatched off the shelf. Either way, leaving her out was damaging.

Representation matters. Because when people aren’t represented, they disappear. Even when they’re standing front and center in the spotlight. Amazing how that works.

For Real Friday: Barbie

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Yesterday (or possibly before, I’ve been hiding under a rock called DEADLINE), Mattel announce new line of Barbies with a wider array of skin tones and body shapes, and the results were mixed. Most reactions I saw among the mommy sphere were positive. But the rest were mixed between

“OMG! Why don’t we give our children more credit. THEY KNOW THEY’RE TOYS. If your kid is looking at a doll and saying ‘I should look like this’ you have a problem.”

And

“Why is there an obese Barbie? Mattel shouldn’t be encouraging obesity!”

Which basically proves negative reaction one is a load of crap. Because if THAT many adults look at a doll with healthy proportions and sees not just fat, but obesity, there is in fact a problem with their perception. So no, actually, we can’t count on our kids not to have an unrealistic outlook on body perception if grown ups are that confused.

The curvy Barbie isn’t obese. Do you really think that after decades of criticism for creating a doll with anatomically impossible proportions, they didn’t bother to research what healthy ratios on different body types? Seriously?

Mattel isn’t the only company with this problem. Over the past few years several dolls with realistic proportions (note, realistic in this context means possible, not a reflection on America’s growing obesity problem) and healthy proportions, like the Lammily Doll and the Tree Change Doll, were also instantly labeled fat.

I’m not saying the issues with perception should be laid at Barbie’s feet. Girls are inundated with images of super skinny, often to the point of being unhealthy, people their entire lives, and research shows it has an impact. That’s why France is making sure their models are at least not unhealthy. (They are also getting cries of criticism for promoting obesity).

Since when does not skinny to the point of being unhealthy = obese?

For women? Since always.

As a kindergartener, I remember being distinctly proud that I weighed less than anyone else in my class. When my pediatrician says my daughter is underweight, my FIRST reaction is to think, “Oh, good.” AND THEN I come to my senses and start asking about how that might impact her health.

Talk to any group of women, and you’ll find reactions like mine.

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A girl may be a completely healthy weight for her body type and height and still think she’s fat. So when she gains a few pounds and crosses the line from healthy to overweight, to her it’s not a matter of losing five or six pounds to get back to a healthy goal. In her head it’s already twenty-plus. They get caught in this cycle of hopelessness that may have just as much to do with obesity as the prevalence of fast food places.

Perception matters. And if this week has proven anything, it’s that ours if vastly skewed.

For Real Friday: Time is Money

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On Wednesday I talked a lot about my writers group and how keeping a group like that going takes a lot of time and commitment. For me that time commitment has paid off. I’ve written a lot of books, published most of them, have every reason to believe the others will follow suite, and make enough of the books to keep writing.

Deep down, I want to take credit for that time. I planned for this career my entire life. Every elective I took in high school, every class I took in college, every choice I made along the way was strategically chosen to either help my writing or help me get to a place where I could write full time. I chose to only have only one kid. I chose to give up every Saturday my husband is off (hes off every other weekend) to go to writers group for the last six years. I chose to work from home instead of taking much higher paying in person jobs so I have time to write full time. Believe me, we could use the money, it’s a sacrifice, but it’s one that is starting to pay off economically and definitely pays off in terms of me being happy with my life choices.I made a million other choices and make them every day to protect my writing time and to improve my writing.

I want to take credit for all that planning. I want to take credit for those sacrifices. But I can’t. Because the truth is time is a form of privilege. It costs money. We struggle to get by on his full and my half income, but it’s possible. For many, that’s not an option. Some of those people still become writers or still fulfill whatever their dream is in the tiny bits of free time they’ve managed to eek out for themselves, but for many the idea of free time is a laughable illusion.

But the narrative our society has structured around time doesn’t support that reality. When people say they don’t have time for something, it filters through a listener’s perspective and comes out as “I am lazy.” or “I am not dedicated enough.” We have this underdog mythos so fully ingrained in us that when we hear statements like “it takes a lot of time and commitment,” we hear it as “if you really wanted it enough you’d make that time.”

Time can’t be made. It must be bought. And people genuinely don’t seem to understand that. Don’t believe me? Find a blog, any blog, that mentions a single mom working 2-3 jobs and still can’t make ends meet. Read the suggestions people propose. I promise you someone will suggest she grow her own food to save money. Others will chime in with made from completely scratch meal suggestions to save money, insisting that “it doesn’t take much time.” And it doesn’t seem to once you fall into a rhythm, so I can see why they suggest it. It takes me an hour or two a week to pre-prep freezer or crock pot meals, then the hour or they take to cook a night, less for slow cooker meals, because those I just toss in in the mornings. As someone who has that hour or two a week to make dinners like that, I can attest it saves me a ton of time. It took more at first to figure out recipes and grocery lis, but yeah, eventually it saved time. But that doesn’t matter to someone who literally does not have an hour. Time is like money, once you have it, it’s easier to get more of it, but when you don’t you fall further and further behind and any free bits that you are suddenly gifted with already has a million places to go before you can even begin to be smart with it.

So when I saw it takes time and commitment to become a writer, I’m not downplaying the cost of that time. I don’t mean it as a simple and trite response. Time is a luxury I am fortunate enough to afford.

Happy New Years!

 

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I’m always late. Generally about 5-10 minutes anywhere I go. It’s annoying, but I promise it’s more stressful for me than whoever happens to be waiting on me. Mostly because I try really hard to make sure that people know never to wait on me.

My typical introduction goes something like this: “Hi, I’m Kaitlin. I’m late all the time, so for future reference, if you’re ever waiting on me, don’t. Go do the fun thing. I’ll catch up, and I swear I won’t hold it against you.”

But I get that people feel bad and it’s not cool to put them in that position.

I disagree with the many blogs out there that say that being late is a sign of disrespect and selfishness. Look, I was late to my own wedding. It’s really not personal. Mostly it’s because I have 9,999 thousand things on my to-do list and the temptation to squeeze just one more thing in before I go is overwhelming. Consequently, when people are late to meet me, I’m not annoyed, I use the time to get one more thing done while I wait on them. But I do get that not everyone is as lax about being on time as I am.

So this year, I’m making an effort to change all that. For once I’m not resolving to lose weight or work out every day. I’m resolving to be on time. We’ll see how it goes.

What’s your New Years Resolution?

For Real Friday: In Defense of Disney

My daughter turned six last month and we went to Disneyland for her birthday. I love Disney, she loves Disney, we are a Disney family. I know disney isn’t perfect, but frankly, I’m getting tired of hearing about how letting my daughter look up to princesses is going to make her weak, needy, entitled, or obsessed with princesses.

First of all, my daughter is a modern six year old. Yes, she loves princesses but she also loves Toothless and Darth Vader. But even if she didn’t I wouldn’t be worried about her looking up to Disney characters, and here’s why.

These are the Disney princesses and notable female characters (not from sequels or minor characters. I’m also not counting Studio Ghibli, Marvel, or Star Wars because Disney only recently acquired them) that have existed in her lifetime.

All  of these women made things happen. They weren’t passive. They all exhibited bravery, intelligence, a good work ethic, and all kinds of positive character traits for a young girl to model herself after. They all have flaws, yes, but overall not horrible female role models. And they aren’t cookie cutters of each other when it comes to being feminine or tough or having identical caring and sweet attitudes.

But, yes, they have flaws. I don’t just mean character flaws, I mean there are some flaws in the choices that were made when constructing these characters. And since these movies were made for today’s children, by all means pick them apart for the messages they send. It’s important to do so because there’s always room for improvement.

I turned 29 last month. This set of princesses and notable characters came out between my birth and Bella’s.


I had an awesome childhood.A bit more passive, but for the most part, strong, brave female characters who get stuff done. Less so with Belle, Ariel, and Jenny, but they were created REALLY early in my lifetime. These can be picked apart for content because they are new enough in terms of messages sent, but with the fact that many of them are over 20 years old in kind. So yes, when we watch these movies, I’ll pause and talk to Bella about misconceptions and foolish choices.

My mom is 56. The third set of princesses and notable female characters came out when my mom was a little girl.

 

Aurora is pretty passive as are the vast majority of these characters. But can we maybe agree that a princess intended for the audience my mother belonged to as an infant maybe won’t hold up to the feminist values of today? Why would a princess intended for an audience in 1959 meet today’s standards of ANYTHING? When Bella watches these movies, we have LONG talks about how princesses can do anything princes can, but that not everyone is like Rapunzel or Tiana. Some people are more passive and that’s okay to. They still deserve to live.

My Grandmother is 80. The fourth set of pictures is from my grandmother’s pre-kid lifetime. Snow White came out when she was four. 1937.

We talk a lot about manners and being nice when Bella manages to sit through one of these movies. We watch the 2003 Peter Pan instead of the Disney one, we talk about how Cinderella was brave because she survived a really negative situation with grace. When she’s older we’ll talk a bit more about how Cinderella lived through some pretty serious emotional abuse and as one awesome blogger pointed out, sometimes being strong is just surviving until you can get out of a really bad situation. We watched Once Upon a Time in Wonderland and talked about how Alice grew up and kept her curiosity and wonder. And we haven’t made it through Lady and the Tramp because it’s in the vault and I honestly don’t remember it, but I bet there’s a dialogue we can have.

Look, I get that Cinderella, Aurora, and Snow White are on every piece of disney merchandise, but every time I hear someone start in on how horrible disney princesses are as feminist role models and that person starts talking about those three, I feel like hitting my head against a wall. 1937. Times have changed a bit since then. Compare Rapunzel to Snow White and you’re going to see a massive difference. I couldn’t even sit through Snow White as a kid. My daughter definitely won’t. Again, there are some issues with disney princesses, but can we stick to the ones intended for kids born this decade to pull those examples from since we’re talking about their impact on children?
That whole “Cinderella ate My daughter” thing drives me nuts because seriously, why would you expect a princess created in 1950 to teach your daughter anything other than the ideals of 1950?! Just have a dialogue with your kids and stop expecting Disney to do it for you. If you honestly can’t see SOMETHING in each of these women to hold up as a positive attribute, that’s a real problem because it’s not like any of these characters are bad people.

Also, why don’t we hold boy characters to the same standards? “Most girls aren’t princesses.” Yeah, most boys aren’t written by radioactive spiders, but you know, at least princesses EXIST. “They just wait around for their princes to save them.” Not since the 50’s. “They all revolve around relationships.” So does life, but okay, name me a super hero who doesn’t have a girlfriend/or a tortured backstory completely defining his character that involves a girlfriend. “They’re pretty.” And every super hero is hot and strong, or a hot nerd. But we don’t pick them apart. “They’re too girly.” No. First of all, no they aren’t. Not even in my grandmother’s generation were the princesses/female characters uniformly anything. But secondly, what is wrong with girly? I’m girly. My daughter’s girly. Girly is a spectrum. The existence of girly shouldn’t offend us, being limited to only being “girly” should.

Super heroes are allowed to exist without constant criticism. What does it say to our girls that their heroes are constantly being thrown under the bus for being too girly while their male counterparts are never called into question? What does it say to our BOYS that female protagonists are constantly being criticized while their heroes actions and attributes are never called into question.

 

For Real Friday: Pinterest Moms

 

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I have a confession to make. I’m a wanna be Pinterest Mom. I say wanna be because I have not reached the true levels of epic parenting worthy of a Pinterest board. My rice crispy treat Christmas trees looked…terrible. I mean, absolutely terrible. But my reindeer cookies turned out adorable! My Ninja Break cookies fell to pieces, but my sock snowmen are my daughter’s favorite Christmas decoration, and maybe I’m still sweeping up glitter from when Santa visited last year (I sort of forgot I have cats who play in the fireplace), but it’s been a year and my daughter is still talking about it. I save more pins than I’ll ever even attempt to try, but I do try some of them, and maybe I give nothing back to the pinning community, but only because all my creative energy goes into writing. I want to make cute bento lunches and have a cool new craft every day. I want to be that mom. But it just takes so much effort, so I settle for using cute sandwich cutters and sticker books then call it a day.
Despite my laziness (and please don’t misinterpret this. I’m not saying Moms that don’t do those things are lazy. I’m saying I’M lazy because I totally could. I have the time. I have the craft materials. I have the inclination) I don’t stress about it overmuch because my daughter is happy and healthy and loved. If the Pinterest Moms stopped doing all their awesomeness, their kids would also be happy and healthy and loved. I don’t think any particularly crafty mom is under the impression the only way their children will survive to adulthood is with unique bento lunches and themed snacks.
But you know what? It DOES make their kids happy (if you don’t think cute shaped snacks make a children happy, you haven’t spent much time with a five year old) and it makes Moms happy to do things that make their kids happy. And if they have the time, and the materials, and the inclination, what harm does it do as long as they aren’t being utter snobs about it?
I’m so tired of people accusing these moms of showing off when they post their cute ideas to Pinterest with detailed instructions, so that people like me, who just can’t think of one more elf on the shelf pose to save their lives can also get in on the creative mom magic. I’m tired of people looking at these moms and feeling threatened, or saying they’re pathetic, or have some sick need to live through their children and it’s really all about them because the kids don’t care. I’m tired of people linking this to entitlement culture and saying that somehow, leaving carrots for the reindeer along with Santa’s cookies is going to lead to spoiled children who grow up and become useless members of society.
It needs to stop
Children hear their moms making snippy comments about someone having too much time on their hands and it makes a powerful impression. People without children, people who are not impacted whatsoever by the existence of cute deserts of elves on shelves, jump in to make fun of these women whose only sin is that they’re trying to do something cute and fun.
I’ve seen these women deflate. I’ve seen unbelievably crafty, talented moms who used to take so much joy in planning these moments flush when they talk about them. “Oh, it’s silly,” or “it really didn’t take that much time,” or “I don’t normally…” all because people took something they loved, something that wasn’t hurting anyone at all, and ripped it to shreds in the name of humor.
That alone would be sad enough, but here’s the thing, the attack of Pinterest moms (or for that matter any attack on moms who aren’t crafty, who work, who don’t work, who breast feed, who don’t breastfeed, who attach, who free range, who wear green, whatever) is a symptom of a larger problem. Everything that women do, everything that women enjoy, is under constant attack, mostly by other women.
Women who enjoy dressing up and putting on makeup and coordinating everything try to hard.Women who don’t make that effort are lazy, terrible people. Books that appeal to women, like Twilight, are torn to shreds on a level that books that appeal to boys, like Maze Runner, never do. Boys who read Twilight are judged on a level that girls who read Maze Runner never are. “Not like other girls” is a heavy compliment. “Boy” shows are literally cancelled if too many girls like them.
This constant critique, the constant belittling of all things girls could possibly get any enjoyment from, has a powerful effect on society. Women are constantly trying to strike a balance, because if they try too hard they get torn to shreds, but if they don’t do anything they’ll be judged just as harshly. Mostly this results in a lot of hedging. “Oh, this old thing.” “Yeah, I just had a lot of time on my hands this morning.” “Oh, I know, I look terrible, I just…” “Oh, I know it’s silly, but….”
It needs to stop. Women need to stop apologizing for getting enjoyment out of the things they like. And we need to stop making other women feel like they have to. This season, let’s make an effort to stop ripping each other to shreds.
Starting with Pinterest moms.

 

For Real Friday: How To Tell if Your Holiday is Under Attack

 

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We hear a lot about the “War on Christmas” this time of year, so I’ve created this handy questionnaire to help people determine if their holiday is under attack, ranked in order of severity.

Can you answer yes to any of the following statements?

  1. If other people near my residence discover me celebrating said holiday, it is statistically probable I will be tortured, maimed, and/or murdered
  2. I am forbidden to teach my children about my holiday
  3. My children must learn to celebrate (not acknowledge or learn about the existence of) holidays other than my own
  4. I could lose my job if my employer discovers I celebrate my holiday
  5. My religion explicitly forbids me from doing a thing or requires me to do a thing on my holiday, but to maintain economic, social, emotional, or physical well being, I must do/not do it anyway
  6. If I tell others that I celebrate my holiday, I will lose social standing
  7. I am forced to celebrate (not acknowledge the existence of)  a holiday that contradicts my religious belief or else I risk physical, emotional, economic, or social consequences
  8. I am forbidden to decorate spaces I control with my holiday’s decor

If you answered yes to any of the above statements, your holiday may be under attack.
Here’s what is NOT an attack on your holiday

  1. Other people can answer yes to more of the above questions than I can and that makes me uncomfortable
  2. Other people, businesses, or agencies do not also celebrate my holiday or force others to pretend to celebrate it to make my month more festive.
  3. Other people do not celebrate it correctly or understand the real meaning of my holiday
  4. Other people do not celebrate my holiday enthusiastically enough
  5. Other people acknowledge or even celebrate other holidays
  6. Other people don’t specifically wish me my specific happy holiday
  7. Other people do not decorate for my specific holiday in spaces that I do not control
  8. Other people decorate for their own holidays instead in spaces that I do not control
  9. Other people do not play my holiday music is spaces that I do not control
  10. Schools and retailers do not acknowledge or celebrate my holiday on days that are NOT your holiday (i.e no Christmas plays or parties on December 16th)
  11. My employer asks that I am respectful to holidays other than my own  while in their space or representing something my employer

Please do not say your holiday or religious belief is under attack if your biggest problem is that other people are not making life festive enough for you. It’s incredibly entitled, not to mention it draws attention away from people of all religious affiliations who have are actually putting their lives, health, economic, emotional, or social status in danger to acknowledge their holidays. Instead, do some good. Every time you hear a holiday greeting that offends you, donate your time or money to a religious organization of your choice that uses its resources to help the victims of actual religious persecution. You’ll make the world a better place, and if that’s not in keeping with the holiday spirit, whatever holiday you celebrate, I don’t know what is.

 

Happy Thanksgiving!

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Instead of doing For Real Friday this week, I’m doing Thankful Thursday because…Thanksgiving. I’m thankful for my family, my friends, great books, and for being fortunate enough to live in the moment.

Living in the moment is hard when you’re stressed or broke or busy. But I’ve been making a conscious effort. And I recognize my privilege here. My husband and I are mostly in a place where life is pretty stable. I’m able to stay home with my daughter and write, but we’re not comfortable enough for that to be a long term plan, so I’ve been finishing up my EDs in school library media this semester. After a semester of interning five days a week, balancing school work, editing Venus and Adonis/Aphrodite, studying for the GACE, attending conferences, and just being overall very busy, something really nice happened last Friday.

I had a minute to breathe. I’d taken and passed the GACE the day before. I’d finished up all the intern hours I had to do and was just going back in for a few hours to wrap up some loose ends, I’d finished another pass on Aphrodite, and Bella was about to be off for an entire week (I’m really involved at her school). So I woke up, got everything ready, and then went to wake up Bella.

She didn’t want to get out of bed. It’d been a hard week for her, we’d just been so busy! And for this one day, I wasn’t in a rush. So instead of dragging her out of bed and stressing us both out as I rushed her along her morning routine, I returned to the kitchen, put our breakfast on trays, and snuggle beside her for a breakfast in bed.

“It’s just hard to get out of bed sometimes,” Bella lamented.

“I know,” I sympathized. Sometimes, it really is. So we snuggled, and ate, and she told me all about her dreams, and I told her all about our plans for Thanksgiving break (a lot of staying home and doing nothing, but also maybe the zoo) and we just had this perfect moment of relaxing and not being stressed and just enjoying each other. Then breakfast was over, she got ready for school, and somehow we weren’t even late. It’s like time froze for that one magical moment and I could just feel her tiny little body tucked against mine as she stared into my eyes and told me absolutely everything that came to mind. She’s going to outgrow moments like that. She mostly already had. Most mornings she’d be pushing me away from her and grumbling that she has to brush her teeth RIGHT NOW so she doesn’t miss playground time.  So I’m thankful, SO thankful, that I was in a position to take advantage of that one precious moment before it was gone. And I hope I’m lucky enough to catch the next one.