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This blog is all about all the things that make me up. I am a Mother, I am a Pagan Witch, I am a Wife, I am a homemaker, I am a student, I am Spiritual, I am a Teacher, I am Liberal Hippie, I am a Voter, and I am extremely opinionated! Plan to see it all! If you don't like what you see, feel free to leave! However, chances are, if you stick around, you'll find more to love than hate!

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Friday, June 17, 2011

Stop Killing Your Kids!

Okay, seriously, I just saw the second news story this week about a parent who didn't want their kids so they killed them. One child had been smashed by a brick, the other starved... Seriously, What the hell is wrong with you! If you don't want your children, think you can't raise them, can't afford them... There are legal ways to get rid of your kids, you don't have to hurt them! Puerto Rico and 49 States have safehaven laws that allow you to simply abandon your child without facing legal action! These laws are in place to stop this exact thing! So use them! Why would you prefer to go to prison for killing your child when you can simply give them up?

And hell, for that matter how is murdering a child that's here and kicking okay when you obviously weren't willing to abort. Did you just decide you didn't want her? I mean, did you look that beautiful child in the face and think "hmm, not good enough?" Cause if you knew all along that you didn't want her you had even more options - Abortion, Adoption, Open Adoption... But no, you're a stupid bitch and you thought it was better to kill your baby... Wow! Good for you MORON! You are officially the worst parent ever!

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

We all gotta die...

Does everyone realize that people all have to die some day? Or is that a foreign concept? This attitude of "I don't smoke cause smoking causes cancer" drives me nuts. Adults know that, but if they choose to smoke there isn't anything wrong with it! Cause guess what, cancer or not, everyone is going to die. And this idea that living in to old age is a great thing - yeah, apparently no one ever met an old person. Dementia, Alzheimer, Arthritis...  Pain, exhaustion, confusion... Yadda Yadda... I would prefer die early because I did something I enjoy than live a long life because I deny myself... Especially since old age is full of so many pitfalls, illnesses, worries and weaknesses...  So who cares if an ADULT makes choices that COULD cause eventually make them sick or kill them - they are adults, they know the possibilities of consequences and can make their own choices...

Monday, June 13, 2011

Alec's first day of school...

So today was my Alec's first day of Pre-Kindergarten. We all went to orientation on Friday, just so he could get a taste, but when I woke him up this morning he was less than enthusiastic. He came out and asked to lay on the couch for a few minutes - Okay, not an issue. Then about 20 mins later I told him he needed to come in and eat breakfast. That's when he started to cry. I pulled him on to my lap and asked him what was wrong, he said he was scared and didn't want to go to school... So I explained to him that there was nothing to be afraid of and that Mommy would never send him somewhere bad. He wasn't buyin' it! But when I asked him again to go in and eat, he did.

Then we repeated the issues when it was time for clothes, shoes, and even brushing teeth... Everything and anything set him off, he just kept crying and I didn't know what to do. I just kept working with him to breath through it... Finally I talked to him about the bus, and he said he was scared of the bus. Seriously, I live 2 minutes from the school, so I just drove him. I mean, I have to drive to the bus stop anyways, so why not go the extra 2 blocks and take him to school myself. So that's what I did.

We get to the school, I get out and get him out... We get 2 feet from the car, he looks at me and says "Okay mom, I'm not scared any more, BYE!!" and starts to run in to the school...

Really? All the drama and headaches and crying and he is JUST FINE!

That said, his father and grandmother are less than fine. Jason started calling from work to check in at about 7:45 and didn't stop til he came home at noon... My mother said she actually cried last night because he was going to be starting school and he's "growing up so fast." Apparently I'm the only one that's excited about him starting school - Hell, I can't wait for the baby to start school some days! But that's most likely because I'm the one that's here with them all day and I'm the one that can't ever get anything done because of the fighting and crying and all around craziness... 

Anyways, when we went to pick him up from the bus, we were kinda afraid he would be to scared to ride it. And when he got off he wasn't talking, and wouldn't look at us - which is what he get's like when he's upset. So we assumed he didn't like school. We get him in the car and start asking him questions... Did you like school? No answer... Did you like your teacher? No answer...  Are you glad to be home? "NOOOOOO" he hollers, "I wanna go back to school!"

So as it turned out, he loved school! Loved his teachers! Loved the other kids! And had no issues with the bus...  It was by far the best situation it could have been... Now I can't wait til he goes all day! It was kinda nice only having 2 for a while...

Sometimes I wish Fibromyalgia was deadly...

    Okay, so I don't really! I would never actually wish that. BUT, sometimes it would be nice. Sometimes when I'm having a rough day, when I'm having trouble walking or lifting my little one people look at me like I'm just being lazy or something. People say "Are you okay?" And when I say I have fibromyalgia they say things like "Oh, you'll be fine." I bet if I had cancer people would at least ACT like they had sympathy... But you say fibromyalgia and they say things like "Is that real" or "Well that's not so bad." Really? I mean Really? Would you walk up to someone with arthritis and say "That's not so bad?" I think not!

And it doesn't help that there are so many "old school" doctors who still say they don't believe it's real. Hello assholes, it's real, I know, I deal with it every day! And there is nothing fake or okay, or easy about the pain, the twitches, the headaches, the IBS, the dizzy spells or anything else that comes with this illness.

Saturday, June 4, 2011

Thank you Dr. Kevorkian, May You Rest In Peace!

For those of you who haven't heard yet, Jack Kevorkian(Dr. Death) died on Friday, at age 83. Through the 1990s he was a hot news topic on the subject of assisted suicide. And of course as with any other similar subject there were a great many people on both sides of the discussions.

As for myself, I've always been a supporter of assisted suicide as well as euthanasia. Of course I feel there should be guidelines, but for the most part I see no reason why we shouldn't have the right to be at peace when we or our families choose, as the case may be.

My opinion may not be the most popular but I've seen death, and it's ugly! If my cat or dog were so sick that death were inevitable I would put them out of their misery, why can we not do the same for our human loved ones? Why must grandma, grandpa and Aunt Em suffer through organ shutdown as the cancer eats their brain waiting for death to relieve them? And for that matter why should those who choose suicide for other reasons be forced to risk permanent damage when such archaic methods as hanging or pills don't work, when we have such reliable methods as lethal injection? I mean, if they are going to do it anyways, why shouldn't they go peacefully?

So here's how I think it should work. Persons who choose assisted suicide because of illness or other reasons should have a 30 day wait period from the time they find a doctor UNLESS they are already terminal. This would allow for those who are simply going through a down period to change their minds. Persons who are terminal should have the right to forgo that period simply because they are just speeding the inevitable. From then, I like Kevorkian's set up. He would give them an IV and allow them to administer the injection when they were ready. Again, this gives the control to the individual but allows the procedure to be under a doctors care to assure that injection levels are proper and death rather than injury occurs.

For patients who are terminally ill I feel the option should be left to them to give their family control of death or not. For those who would prefer to wait until the are beyond help they could sign the paperwork that would allow for their spouse, children or other caretaker to decide when it was time to administer death. Yet, it would prevent families from simply "getting rid" of family members whom they no longer wish to care for in the case that they don't choose to give their family that power...

I know there are many people out there who disagree with me because of their beliefs. And I say to those people, if you disagree with suicide, don't kill yourself. But for those of us who would prefer a peaceful transition in to death over allowing a horrid disease to take us, I feel we should have that right. I know if they doctors ever said to me "There is nothing more we can do" I would wait until I had no quality of life left, and I would end it... Why? Because my children shouldn't have to see their mother that way. My husband shouldn't have to change my diapers. I want my children to have memories of me healthy and happy, not sick and shriveled.

I find it ironic that the man who was known best for aiding the suicide of others died of natural causes! But as it stands today, for all his efforts we are still fighting over this issue. I am however thankful to him for starting the conversation. Hopefully by the time I get to that point the proper changes will be made and my family won't have to suffer simply because I am.

So I say Rest In Peace Jack! Thank you for all you did!
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