Alicia

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Married to my best friend. Mother to our little one, Connor (7/14/14).

Parenting. Life. Fitness. Science. Love.


Oh I’m excited to watch Connor grow up and see him and James do cute things. (:

Oh I’m excited to watch Connor grow up and see him and James do cute things. (:

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— 2 days ago with 288144 notes
"At what point do you take girls out of school altogether because boys can’t handle it?"

Parent of a female teen whose school banned leggings

#yesallwomen have a right to an education without fashion policing by sexist administrators

(via meetingsinthedesert)

^ this, tho… the message in these ridiculous dress codes remains “boys deserve an undistracted education, and you-GIRL-are a distraction… and your education comes second. You should be grateful, anyway… it’s really more than you deserve.” and i actually am not going to repeat how it reinforces rape culture because really, i’m just so damn tired of the messages we send young women about being nothing more than an accesory in a man’s life… fuck that. and fuck awful myopic dress codes… (via ginandbird)

This parent is right.  The school is sending a message that girls’ clothes are supposed to distract boys; that boys can use them as an excuse, that girls when assaulted should blame themselves because they must have worn the wrong thing, because their clothes made them unfit to mingle with their peers.  Have I got that right? (rhetorical)

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— 3 days ago with 56783 notes
gaywrites:

We went to the party, and, as I figured, some of the guests laughed and made comments. One said to me, “Do you think this is funny? There are kids here. You want them to see this?” Another said, “You want him to be gay?”  

And I stayed calm. And I explained to them the best I could that there is no correlation between kids cross-dressing and being gay. And if he is gay, it’s not because of anything I did. It’s because he’s gay. And maybe it’s a stage. And maybe it’s not. But either way, I don’t want him to ever feel like he wasn’t able to express himself because his parents didn’t support him. And some understood. And some, trapped by religion or ignorance, gave us the stank face. 

Plenty of people are supportive. They’ll see my kids — Sydney with her long dirty blonde hair, and Asher with his short dark hair, and say, “I love your daughter’s pixie cut.” When I tell them he’s my son, they smile and say, “I love it.” They also apologize for confusing his gender, but I tell them, “Don’t apologize. He’s in a purple dress with sparkly shoes. How would you know?” I know there are parents who get worked up when you confuse their kids’ gender, but I’m not one of them.

I get home before my wife most nights, so I was taking the kids out to walk our dog. They were dressing up in different outfits, my daughter treating Asher like her doll, as she tried various dresses, shoes, and headbands on him. And then Sydney told me she wanted me to wear a dress, too — “Oh my god, it will be so funny.”

I said, “No,” but she kept begging. I said, “People will laugh at me.” She said, “If they do, I’ll tell them to go away.” And I couldn’t argue with that, as I squeezed myself into Carrie’s most flexible dress. We walked the dog on our block, and the pleasure my kids took in seeing their dad go out of his comfort zone trumped the humiliation I felt.

Carrie pulled up to the house, and I saw her slacked jaw from the end of the street. She laughed. She took a picture. And she told me I better not rip her dress. And then we all went for a pizza.


(My Son Wears Dresses And That’s OK With Me | Seth Menachem for xoJane)

gaywrites:

We went to the party, and, as I figured, some of the guests laughed and made comments. One said to me, “Do you think this is funny? There are kids here. You want them to see this?” Another said, “You want him to be gay?”  
And I stayed calm. And I explained to them the best I could that there is no correlation between kids cross-dressing and being gay. And if he is gay, it’s not because of anything I did. It’s because he’s gay. And maybe it’s a stage. And maybe it’s not. But either way, I don’t want him to ever feel like he wasn’t able to express himself because his parents didn’t support him. And some understood. And some, trapped by religion or ignorance, gave us the stank face. 
Plenty of people are supportive. They’ll see my kids — Sydney with her long dirty blonde hair, and Asher with his short dark hair, and say, “I love your daughter’s pixie cut.” When I tell them he’s my son, they smile and say, “I love it.” They also apologize for confusing his gender, but I tell them, “Don’t apologize. He’s in a purple dress with sparkly shoes. How would you know?” I know there are parents who get worked up when you confuse their kids’ gender, but I’m not one of them.
I get home before my wife most nights, so I was taking the kids out to walk our dog. They were dressing up in different outfits, my daughter treating Asher like her doll, as she tried various dresses, shoes, and headbands on him. And then Sydney told me she wanted me to wear a dress, too — “Oh my god, it will be so funny.”
I said, “No,” but she kept begging. I said, “People will laugh at me.” She said, “If they do, I’ll tell them to go away.” And I couldn’t argue with that, as I squeezed myself into Carrie’s most flexible dress. We walked the dog on our block, and the pleasure my kids took in seeing their dad go out of his comfort zone trumped the humiliation I felt.
Carrie pulled up to the house, and I saw her slacked jaw from the end of the street. She laughed. She took a picture. And she told me I better not rip her dress. And then we all went for a pizza.

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— 3 days ago with 22195 notes

1-simple-song:

I really don’t understand why people choose to go out and eat at a restaurant. Like, how is it pleasurable? How does it not fill you with panic? Fuck :( 

I used to have this problem— the fear of losing control and fear of the unknown. I didn’t know how it was made, ingredients in the food, the weight, etc.

My issues were less about the food/restaurant and more about the need to control environment around me.

Start writing. Write down thoughts, emotions, fears, hopes. Everything. It’s easy to see and makes it more concrete.

My advice to start eating out is to start small— have someone else prepare your meal and make your plates. Eventually you can go out to places where you’re in more control of the food (subway), followed by a “normal” eatery.

This isn’t one size fits all, but this is what helped me have a more “normal” relationship with food.

— 3 days ago with 2 notes
#eating disoder recovery 
"If you want to learn what someone fears losing, watch what they photograph."

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This hit me harder than I expected.

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— 4 days ago with 289751 notes

jackadorian:

kitd-fohs:

salmonslushie:

i saw this on one of those strange little picture slideshow websites so i decided to post it ;) have fun kids

I have found heaven and it’s full of liquor

withapeterpancomplex

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— 4 days ago with 100313 notes
motionjessinwhite:

if I don’t reblog this assume I’m dead

motionjessinwhite:

if I don’t reblog this assume I’m dead

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— 4 days ago with 167595 notes
#lol  #funny  #I can't even 

thecrazymomoftwo:

engagedandplanning:

chepibola:

does anyone else have “the chair”

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I can beat you, I have “the couch”
Three over filled laundry baskets spilling all over it.

I have “the corner” lololol.

"The bed". Four loads I’ve yet to even think about putting up.

We’ve been sleeping in the couch since it’s easier than the bed for me to get up and down right now.

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— 5 days ago with 308324 notes

hope-for-komaeda:

bunnywithacape:

'Olay?'
‘Olay.’
The Fault In Our Sombreros.

Nacho average love story.

it’s spelled olé not olay you illiterate fuck this ain’t the fault in our lotions

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— 5 days ago with 521473 notes
#olay  #fault in our stars  #lol  #funny 
legendaryshit asked: Hi! My fitblr is nyogbedre-tumblr-com if you would like to follow me there, in stead of this one! :)


Answer:

Yes! I have no idea how I have forgotten to respond for so long. I am so sorry! I followed your other blog as well. (:

— 5 days ago

I can’t believe how much this boy poops. I wake him up for a feeding, change, feed, put him back down, and he poops again.

Omg.

But look at that face. :)

— 5 days ago with 2 notes
#Connor Luke  #mommys boy  #mommysboy  #infant  #baby  #cute  #personal