We Live in a Cruel, Cruel World…and It’s Gotta Stop. 


Have you seen this image? I happen to come across it on my Facebook newsfeed accompanying a story by the Huffington Post. Normally I don’t enjoy reading HP articles because they’re a little too liberal for me and some are downright offensive, but I did for this one and glad I did (for the record, the post was a shared article by HP, not written. Here’s the link).

While I don’t care for anything ‘Kardashian’, this was a post about a little girl with Cerebral Palsy wearing a Kardashian dress that the celebs (aka The Kardashian Kids, the family’s children clothing line) saw and reposted on their page. I thought it was very heartwarming and the girl is simply adorable. I read on to discover the mom not only battling with a ‘do I, don’t I’ complex to initially post the picture because her daughter has special needs, but that once it was posted by the Kardashians the image received some negative feedback. 

Negative? I felt like the mom as I scrolled through the story. But what could be negative? This is a sweet, beautiful child! Then I read on to discover what I’ll quote here from the article, “Back to the negative comments for a second. One commented, “forehead fo daysssss.” Others asked, “Why is her head so big?”

The words were cruel. Along with cerebral palsy, she has “macrocephaly,” a medical term for “large head.”

I just started shaking my head. Not even in disbelief either, but sadness. The words were cruel. They are cruel. And we live in a cruel, cruel world. 

Since my mid-twenties, I have found myself frequently saying the phrase, ‘kids are mean’. But that doesn’t even hold true anymore because it’s not just kids! Look at adults. Look like these grown ass men (and woman) fighting to become the next leader of our country. Look at how they talk, the comments they make, the names they call and the cruel things they say about one another. This isn’t a political debate, it’s a bunch of kids on a playground yelling at each other. I watched an interview where Anderson Cooper was questioning Donald Trump about the tweet he posted of Ted Cruz’s wife (don’t even get me started on this) and Donald’s reply was: “Excuse me, I didn’t start it.” Anderson Cooper literally calls him out for responding like a five-year-old. Click here if you haven’t seen this. 

People are cruel. And they’re not cruel to a specific gender or community, they are cruel to ALL. It doesn’t matter what affiliation you’re with, what you believe in, don’t believe in or what your sexual orientation is. I happen to also recently watch an interview with two women sports writers where men volunteered to read tweets to these women written about them. Some couldn’t even say the comments they were so embarrassed. One that really stuck out to me was one of the writers who shared her own story of rape within a story received a comment “You should get raped again.” What. The. F. I mean seriously? These women are journalists. They have degrees and years of experience and these are the comments people are making? As my mother would say, “SHAME ON YOU!”Click here to watch. I couldn’t get through the entire video, I was so sickened.

No one is safe. No one. No comments are off limits. No consequences. The Internet has created a world where you can hide behind a computer screen and say whatever you want, just like I am doing now! Your comments and opinions are instant. Name calling, threats, racism, sexism, bullying…the list goes on and on. 

And the sad thing is, I have to raise my daughter (and baby-to-be) in this world. I have to explain to them that people are cruel. I have to be there if and when someone calls one of them a name, and not to their face but probably on social media because that’s where everyone handles their business these days. I have to tell them to be the bigger person. I have to tell them that person needs our prayers. And I have to try with all of me not to go physically drive to that kid’s house and ring his or her neck for hurting my child. 

So can we just stop? Really. Can we just stop being so cruel? Because I honestly can’t handle it anymore. I can’t handle how evil this world has become. And yes, that’s the best way I can describe it. Evil. Because ask yourself this question, do you like negative things said about you? Doesn’t it hurt your feelings? So why do it to someone else? 

I grew up on the saying, ‘If you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all.’ Stop the hate. Stop feeding the evil. Spread the love. Share in the joy. 

Can I Be Honest?

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Can I be honest for a second? I mean, really honest. Maybe I’m the only one who feels this way or maybe I’m not. I’m sure it’s been said before but not from my mouth so now I will just be honest and say it.

Staying home is tough. And not that I never thought it wasn’t. I commend all the women that stay home to take care of their children. This is not an easy task, no way, no how. In fact, I believe being a mom is the hardest job in the world and I will go to battle with anyone on that.

I think in my mind I saw being home as a lot different than it is. I would have more free time, do more fun things, finish more projects and keep a cleaner house. EH, WRONG! I don’t have more free time, in fact, I’m wondering where all my time is going. Between raising my daughter and running a business, I barely have time to take care of myself. That’s one thing I miss about work, it forced me to actually shower and get ready. Not saying now that I don’t shower but there are some days where I say to myself, ‘did I shower today?’ or keep pajamas on the entire day because at 5pm it’s kind of like what’s the point in changing now. I don’t do more fun things because there just isn’t time! I want to, I keep telling myself I’ll take Emma here or do this but it just doesn’t end up working out. Oh, and all those projects I had for myself…yeah, I don’t know what I was thinking. I’m lucky if I get a load of laundry down without forgetting I did laundry only to find myself rewashing and rewashing. I think having a cleaner house was more of a ‘goal’ but let’s be honest, kids and clean don’t go together. They’re like water and vinegar. And granted, I only have one, but she’s a tornado when she wants to be with her toys!

So, I’ll be honest in saying I’m struggling a little. Ok, a lot. I’m struggling a lot. Some days are great, they really are. Like today for instance, when my almost two-year-old put on her own shoes on the right feet and velcroed them with no help! That’s kind of a big deal in my book. It was pretty awesome to see. But there are a lot of days where I’m wondering what am I doing with my life, did I make a mistake by staying home, am I meant to be a stay-at-home mom and then I really question…how can I do this with another baby on the way (spoiler if you didn’t already know I was pregnant!) and a business?!

Working wasn’t easy. Staying at home isn’t easy. Staying at home and working isn’t easy. There is no ‘easy’ balance to life.

So for any of you moms struggling out there, I feel you. I feel you when you don’t have time to brush your hair, forget to brush your teeth, go grocery shopping in pajamas, eat you child’s puffs in the car because you’re starving, forget about laundry you started (more than once!), can’t remember what day of the week it is (this one is pretty bad for me lol), cry just because, pour yourself a glass of wine at noon or say ‘f it all’ and take a nap when your child does because it’s just been that kind of day. I FEEL YOU. No one said this job was easy, but it’s pretty awesome to think that you made these tiny little humans you’re raising. You made them and you birthed them. 

I feel blessed because I can stay home and that is something I will never regret. Despite the days where I struggle, I’m lucky I have this time with her. All moms are awesome, never forget that, especially if you’re one!