Mother’s Day Giveaway

On May 17, 2012, in Biracial, by Honeysmoke

Everyone knows the best gift is cash. Lifetime Moms is giving away $1,000 each week in May. Check out the details here and don’t forget to say Honeysmoke sent you.

 

Mel the Milkbite

On May 16, 2012, in Biracial, by Honeysmoke

An online campaign is underway to bring attention to the Tragic Mulatto theme of @KraftFoods Milkbite ads. The new breakfast food is part milk, part granola, and the commercials developed to market it are disturbing. Read more here. See my post here.
Like this Facebook page.
Tweet @KraftFoods on Twitter using hashtag #TragicMel

Sign the petition.

 

Good Read

On May 15, 2012, in Biracial, by Honeysmoke

Racism doesn’t always come from outsiders. Sometimes it comes from insiders, those who should know better. Check out this post.

 

Love And Miss You

On May 13, 2012, in Biracial, by Honeysmoke

Ma,

Simone and Nadia are growing like bamboo–straight up, no bumps. Simone is mostly legs just like you and Nadia will sprout a pair soon.

They remind me so much of you. Simone has been kissed by your stubborn streak. The kid loves to wear dresses. One day when they were all dirty and a skirt was the only option, she put her hand on her hip, sat on her bed, and scowled at me. She wanted a dress and was waiting for me to produce one out of thin air. The other dresses were dirty and her skirts are just as fun and pretty. She wasn’t having it. This obstinate nature carries over into every part of the kid’s life — from eating to doing homework. Once Simone has made up her mind, there is no changing it. She sounds a lot like you.

Nadia has your free spirit. She loves to break rules. When she was a toddler, she thought it was fun to turn on the water in the bathtub and then run away. She would tell on herself with her giggle and smile. Her sprint from the bathroom didn’t help either. Just this week, she took a piece of candy from a bowl. When confronted, she owned up to the deed. “Nadia strikes again,” she reported, with her signature giggle and smile. Nadia doesn’t take life too seriously. She reminds me of you.

You’re not here and you are here. Love and miss you.

 

Quote, Unquote

On May 12, 2012, in Biracial, by Honeysmoke

I think my eyes are just confusing.

Simone, dizzy after playing on the merry-go-round.

 

Mom Enough?

On May 11, 2012, in Biracial, by Honeysmoke

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I’m not taking the bait, Time magazine. What other mothers do to raise their children is their business. I do have one question about attachment parenting and I just may pick up the magazine to see if the article answers it.

I apparently didn’t do my best reading when my girls were infants. I didn’t read What to Expect When You’re Expecting that has inspired a movie and didn’t read anything by Dr. Bill Sears. Oops!

That said, I wore and nursed Simone and Nadia. I did some form of attachment parenting for a year for both of them. I nursed my babies because it gave them a good start. I wore my babies because it was efficient, fun and they loved it.

Here is my question: What, if anything, does attachment parenting do after year one?

 

Throwback Thursday

On May 10, 2012, in Biracial, by Honeysmoke


For mothers everywhere …

I don’t know what it is about taking the girls to the local discount store, but somehow it’s like entering the Twilight Zone or something.

The shopping part usually goes smoothly. All the trouble starts at the check-out. I put the items on the belt, and the drama begins. Simone picks up a magazine she can’t read, and Nadia clutches a bag of candy. I figure I’ll deal with the oldest first. I tell Simone to put it back. When she will not let go, I do what any self-respecting mom would do. I take it from her. Nadia minds a bit better and puts her candy back on the shelf when I tell her to do so.

Simone, though, isn’t finished. Just as a hush falls over the check-out lanes, she says: “You’re a bad Mommy!” There is a pause, and she says it again. Just for emphasis, she says it a third time. The male cashier snickers. A woman one lane over says: “You’re not the first mommy to hear that.”

As for me, I am honored.