What are you up to this weekend?
From the first article I read, I have been haunted by the death of 17-year-old Trayvon Martin at the hands of an overzealous, self-appointed “neighborhood watch captain” who deemed the teen’s very presence suspicious. So George Zimmerman stalked Trayvon, confronted him and ended up shooting him with a 9mm handgun. Trayvon had walked to a convenience store for a bag of Skittles and a can of iced tea. His only crime seemed to be Walking While Black. And Zimmerman? Hasn’t even been arrested yet.
If you haven’t yet, please read our very own Christina’s post about Trayvon. I’ve been so upset by this tragedy, this vicious, senseless act, but Christina’s post finally helped me pin down exactly what I’ve been feeling. It had me sobbing as I grappled with rage and fear and impotence. And now I think I know why Trayvon’s death hit so close to home: my son is brown. He might someday fall under the same “suspicion” that led to Trayvon’s murder. I pray for Trayvon, for his parents. I pray for all of us.
If you haven’t yet, please sign the petition urging for the prosecution of Trayvon’s murderer. Thanks to ongoing public pressure, the U.S. Department of Justice, the FBI, and the Florida Department of Law Enforcement have launched their own investigations. Last night, the Sanford City Commission gave the police chief a vote of no confidence, adding to a widespread call to oust him. Please, make your voice heard.
What’s on your mind today?
Good morning! How are y’all enjoying our new (temporary) digs so far?
Our baker baker posted this story on her facebook page and I couldn’t help but laugh. It’s Scary Mommy’s take on the whole “It gets easier” line of advice that new parents receive. She basically called bullsh*t:
It’s true: You won’t always be walking through life in a complete haze or sterilizing baby bottles for the rest of your life, but in my brief experience, parenting doesn’t get any easier. I look back on those days of schlepping around an infant carrier and complaining about spit-ups as the easiest I’ll ever have it. I’m sorry, new moms. Truly.
Some of her points are hilarious (“The bags under your eyes and the poochy stomach will go away. They will? Clearly I’m doing something wrong”) but overall, I found myself disagreeing. For me, it has gotten easier as my children have gotten older (and this is coming from someone who actually enjoys newborns and infants). I will say the sleep thing is probably 80% of it. But now that Maya is 7 and can entertain herself quietly without me worrying that she’s hurting herself or destroying our house, she seems way easy (check back when she becomes a teenager, I’m sure I’ll be eating my words!). Yes, I spend time schlepping her to lessons and practice, and supervising homework, and helping her navigate the social minefield that is 1st grade, but overall, it feels easy for the moment. Certainly easier than my 2-year-old who can’t sit through a meal, draws on the walls with crayons, naps when he damn well feels like it and can still throw a hell of a tantrum. Yesterday, he peed on the bathroom floor and when I looked over and realized what was happening, he had a shit-eating grin on his face. There’s really no other way to describe it. I was as appalled as I was amused!
What say you? Has it gotten easier as your kids have gotten older, or do you long for the days of the immobile, helpless infant who could be quieted with a boob or a bottle? Weigh in!
What else is on your mind today? Chat away!