Why am I on tumblr when I should be sleeping?
I need to get some real sleep so I can study my hardest for the GMAT. I want to take another practice test soon.
I need to improve.
I need to get into the school of my dreams.
Dear God, please guide me in my endeavors.
nobody says it but we all know what this is about
This picture is weirdly genius
Can I just say that I can’t believe how big my baby has gotten? Everytime I look at her baby pictures I think about how different she looks but exactly the same.
I ran into my AP Bio teacher today at the zoo and she was talking about the class. I said, “Been there done that, like 8 years ago.”
Why was it 8 years ago already yet I don’t feel that much older then these kids in her class? Am I getting old now? I do have some stray white hairs and wrinkles or laugh lines if you are my mom.
Thank you for reminiscing with me.
So, I thought separation anxiety was sonething that happened to dogs and babies. Turns out it can happen to me too. I thought my mother going on vacation would be great. I had the whole house to myself and I could clean at my leisure. What I didn’t think about was the fact that we have 1 million animals and none of them are mine. I have had to do so much more this week. I had to get up earlier and stay up later and clean so much more. The dog has been making more messes then my child, and Sienna pooped in the bathtub…twice.
I had to start sleeping in my mothers bed so that the dog didnt cry and whine ALL night. Instead the cats are bothering me all night starved for attention since they won’t come out around the dog. So Mom is coming back and expecting dinner and a welcome. I am exhausted and ready to be done. If I ever have my own place, I hope I remember this and not have any animals.
I also decided that I absolutely hate not being in the same room as Sienna. Maybe its the whole separate floor thing. It sucks. I can’t cuddle in the morning and peek at her cute sleeping face unless I walk up our crickety stairs. I want to be able to fall asleep with her in my arms and then put her back in the middle of the night without really waking up. How can it be possible to have this much love for one tiny human being?
My sweet girl is already 15 months old! I can’t believe how big she is getting. She has such a personality already. Always a HAM!
The concern for overly exposed young bodies may be well-intentioned. With society fetishizing girls at younger and younger ages, girls are instructed to self-objectify and see themselves as sexual objects, something to be looked at. A laundry list of problems can come from obsessing over one’s appearance: eating disorders, depression, low self-worth. Who wouldn’t want to spare her daughter from these struggles?
But these dress codes fall short of being legitimately helpful. What we fail to consider when enforcing restrictions on skirt-length and the tightness of pants is the girls themselves—not just their clothes, but their thoughts, emotions, budding sexuality and self-image.
Instead, these restrictions are executed with distracted boys in mind, casting girls as inherent sexual threats needing to be tamed. Dress restrictions in schools contribute to the very problem they aim to solve: the objectification of young girls. When you tell a girl what to wear (or force her to cover up with an oversized T-shirt), you control her body. When you control a girl’s body—even if it is ostensibly for her “own good”—you take away her agency. You tell her that her body is not her own.
When you deem a girl’s dress “inappropriate,” you’re also telling her, “Because your body may distract boys, your body is inappropriate. Cover it up.” You recontextualize her body; she now exists through the male gaze.
Things that drive me crazy: Knowing that even though our age of consent is between 16-18 (depending on state law), girls are still considered sexually available the moment they start developing breasts, which can start as early as 8 or 9.
For years she is indoctrinated with a culture that values and objectified her only as a sexual being, so that if she starts to flirt with an older man when she is still under the age of consent, she’s called jailbait and blamed for tempting him to break the law. He’s never asked why he couldn’t control himself or say no.
This is rape culture. It starts the moment a girl gets breasts.