Ok, I'll admit it...I totally YouTubed the Miley Cyrus VMA Award performance that seems to have everyone in a tizzy. I have to say though, I usually don't pay much attention to these things, in fact (at the risk of sounding like I live under a rock) I usually don't even know about these stunts until long after they've happened. But this one has gotten so much attention I just had to see it for myself. I watched as she came out of that weird bear (?) thing with her tongue lolling out, and as she shook what her daddy gave her, and then watched some more as Robin Thicke joined her onstage and as they gyrated all over each other and she made sexual gestures with that silly foam finger. And what crossed my mind was this:
WHY is that man rubbing up on that little girl? ... followed by...
WHY are these two performers even onstage together?
So, Miley Cyrus is an 'adult' who should recognize what a poor example she may or may not be setting for little girls, and yes both of those adults probably had PR people helping them stage their act but does no one else find it weird that a full grown man (who also happens to be a husband and father) is rubbing his junk on Hannah Montana??? Why is nobody upset about his role in this? I felt skeezy just for watching! It wasn't the fact that she was dancing around the stage almost naked (if it had been Lady Gaga who would have batted an eye), it wasn't that she appeared to be intoxicated and it wasn't the lyrics of the song (which, guilty pleasure, I don't mind). It as a man in my age group grinding on a girl has barely passed puberty! If my husband was up there doing that, I'd at least hope the woman was in the same age group!
As a mother, as a woman, I feel it's my job to teach my 3 daughters how to conduct themselves with class and discretion and to instill in them the values my mother and the other strong women in my family instilled in me. It`s my job to teach them that beauty, real beauty, isn`t parading around with all your parts on display or make up caked on. If they choose to idolize train wrecks like Cyrus then maybe I haven't done my job. It's time that society starts pointing the almighty finger in the right direction, at the parents. There will ALWAYS be a Miley Cyrus, or Robin Thicke for that matter, out there for us to scoff at for showing our kids it`s ok to objectify women and that you only have worth if you are physically beautiful, half naked and willing to act obscene. It`s our jobs as parents to make sure our kids know better! I know it`s easier to lay blame elsewhere, but that`s just laziness. It`s time to open this lines of communication between us and our children and talk about the 'uncomfortable' issues before it`s too late.
I realize that try as I might to teach them otherwise there is a large chance that at some point one, or all, of my daughters will want to present themselves in a way that is inappropriate (we all have at some point in life). And when that time comes, I just hope it's short lived and that I have enough clarity to not blame the Miley Cyrus's of the world.
Thursday, 29 August 2013
Wednesday, 28 August 2013
WOW! Is it back to school yet?! Even though my oldest will only being starting Kindergarten and my middle one Playschool I CAN'T WAIT!!! 3 months is a looong time to be with anyone constantly, and although I love my children dearly momma needs a break! I know siblings bicker, and do things to just bug each other but isn't 3 months of that almost like torture?! Seriously, they should implement some of these squabbles as punishment to someone somewhere.
That said, I am a little sad that Kindergarten is already upon us. That means my first ever baby is already 'school age' and before I know it she won't be a little girl anymore. It feels like life is suddenly put on fast forward, at least in my mind. It also means that I am getting older, something I have been struggling with lately. I know 30 isn't old (it is NOT the new 20 either) but I guess I had some expectation that life at Thirty would have some kind of different meaning or something. I can't seem to put it into words to describe just how I feel about it other than I just thought I'd feel different. When I turned 20 it was like "YES! I'm an 'adult' now!" 25 came and I felt like I had one up on the 'early twenties' crew, while still being cool. And then 29 came, and I tried as hard as I could to dig in my heels and pretend 30 wasn't right there around the corner, but then there it was. So now, here I am 30. I know it's just a number, and it shouldn't really matter, but to me it seems to, at least for now. I guess I should make the most of it because what else is there to do?
I probably should get up now, and do something productive. Coffee sounds good. Should probably check on the oldest 2, they have been quiet for sometime now. In this house, too much quiet can be a bad thing!
That said, I am a little sad that Kindergarten is already upon us. That means my first ever baby is already 'school age' and before I know it she won't be a little girl anymore. It feels like life is suddenly put on fast forward, at least in my mind. It also means that I am getting older, something I have been struggling with lately. I know 30 isn't old (it is NOT the new 20 either) but I guess I had some expectation that life at Thirty would have some kind of different meaning or something. I can't seem to put it into words to describe just how I feel about it other than I just thought I'd feel different. When I turned 20 it was like "YES! I'm an 'adult' now!" 25 came and I felt like I had one up on the 'early twenties' crew, while still being cool. And then 29 came, and I tried as hard as I could to dig in my heels and pretend 30 wasn't right there around the corner, but then there it was. So now, here I am 30. I know it's just a number, and it shouldn't really matter, but to me it seems to, at least for now. I guess I should make the most of it because what else is there to do?
I probably should get up now, and do something productive. Coffee sounds good. Should probably check on the oldest 2, they have been quiet for sometime now. In this house, too much quiet can be a bad thing!
Tuesday, 27 August 2013
Ah, that's better. The wafting stank has been cleaned, the baby has been bathed and re-clothed and...oh, wait,whats that? Puke! It's all over both of us. I should have stocks in laundry detergent.
I have thought about starting a blog for months, but one thing or another has kept me from doing it. How do I start one? How do I pick a name or topic? Who would read it? Would I have time to keep it up between running a house and taking care of my 3 daughters? Today I decided, "Who cares!" I can figure it out. I can make up a name. If no one reads it I'll at least have put words on paper, er, screen? Already I've been interrupted 4 times, but if nothing else I am good at multi-tasking. I chose the blog name because 1. I am a mom and 2. I usually only have a minute! Funnily enough, I don't like referring to myself as "mommy" but it was the best I could come up with when putting myself on the spot. I have never been good at making small decisions, but give me a a life altering choice and I am great! Like the decision to up and move to a different province with no family for support and start a family? Great! Let's do that! But what should I make for dinner? Ummmm....
In the last 5 years I have had 3 children (all girls...I know.), 3 different jobs (who really knows what they wanna be when they grow up anyways?) and have recently become a stay at home mom. My husband jokes that I am on early retirement. It's been kind of tough to accept that once my maternity runs out I will be 'unemployed'. While I am happy to stay home and raise my beautiful girls, part of me wonders if I am cut out to be at home full time? I try to fill our days with fun activities and outings, and be thankful my husband works hard so I am able to raise our children. And although I truly believe that women who stay home to raise their children are amazing and strong and selfless in that they put whatever their wants and needs are on hold to do so, I am have a very difficult time accepting myself in that role. I hope I will get used to it one day.
The real reason I wanted to do this was to get my thoughts out of my head. I am sure there are others out there who, like me, have things whirling through their heads with no real outlet on a day to day basis. If someone reads this, great! If not, oh well. If I can just sit here and type this out maybe it will fill in the part of me that seems to need something more, something just for me. Even if it's only for a minute.
I have thought about starting a blog for months, but one thing or another has kept me from doing it. How do I start one? How do I pick a name or topic? Who would read it? Would I have time to keep it up between running a house and taking care of my 3 daughters? Today I decided, "Who cares!" I can figure it out. I can make up a name. If no one reads it I'll at least have put words on paper, er, screen? Already I've been interrupted 4 times, but if nothing else I am good at multi-tasking. I chose the blog name because 1. I am a mom and 2. I usually only have a minute! Funnily enough, I don't like referring to myself as "mommy" but it was the best I could come up with when putting myself on the spot. I have never been good at making small decisions, but give me a a life altering choice and I am great! Like the decision to up and move to a different province with no family for support and start a family? Great! Let's do that! But what should I make for dinner? Ummmm....
In the last 5 years I have had 3 children (all girls...I know.), 3 different jobs (who really knows what they wanna be when they grow up anyways?) and have recently become a stay at home mom. My husband jokes that I am on early retirement. It's been kind of tough to accept that once my maternity runs out I will be 'unemployed'. While I am happy to stay home and raise my beautiful girls, part of me wonders if I am cut out to be at home full time? I try to fill our days with fun activities and outings, and be thankful my husband works hard so I am able to raise our children. And although I truly believe that women who stay home to raise their children are amazing and strong and selfless in that they put whatever their wants and needs are on hold to do so, I am have a very difficult time accepting myself in that role. I hope I will get used to it one day.
The real reason I wanted to do this was to get my thoughts out of my head. I am sure there are others out there who, like me, have things whirling through their heads with no real outlet on a day to day basis. If someone reads this, great! If not, oh well. If I can just sit here and type this out maybe it will fill in the part of me that seems to need something more, something just for me. Even if it's only for a minute.
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