I have never in a million years had such an amazing support system…ever.
After I posted my last blog post in response to how downright shitty I felt after seeing the “Why I’d Hate to be Asian” video, I felt really embarrassed to have shared what I did. When I woke up the next morning I even had the urge to delete it, but before I could make my way downstairs to the computer I received 25 emails which were either personal emails from readers, notifications of comments on the blogpost, or responses on my Facebook on my phone.
I’m truly amazed and touched by all of the kind words, all of the relatable stories shared, and all of the effort that you all have put in to helping me maintain my sanity. I started this blog for myself, and really as much as everyone says that they are getting just as much out of it as I am, I still find that hard to believe, because I feel like the luckiest girl in the world to have as many new friends as I have found or that have found me.
After reading all the emails and comments I realized that this whole time that I’ve been feeling down on myself and the way I looked since being a small kid, the thing I was missing was a great support group. Back when I was younger I didn’t know how to express my feelings to anyone other than my parents. Every time I was bullied or called chink eyes, or someone tried to copy my eyes by using their fingers to pull at the outer corners of their own, I would run to my parents who to be completely honest weren’t much help. Don’t get my wrong, I love my parents and owe everything that I have to them, BUT just like any other person who doesn’t know exactly where you’re coming from, they couldn’t really help me the way I needed. Continue reading →
Yesterday I made a point to make sure everyone knew that when I said “have a good V-day” that they didn’t confuse it with Venereal Disease day. I feel like having both words start with the same letter was done somewhat on purpose considering the two sometimes go hand in hand. If you’re not in a committed relationship people, wrap it up. Just saying.
Breastfeeding is a natural thing that goes back to the beginning of man, so why it is always such a hot topic and controversial social issue is beyond me. I understand that not everyone feels comfortable with the thought of one human sucking on another human’s nipples in public, even if it is a baby, but if you can’t see it happening, than why worry about? Continue reading →
On Friday Kya turned 4 months old! I can hardly believe that she is close to starting solids after exclusively breastfeeding for the past 4 months . Time seems to be zooming by and her developement even more!
Little BK is 3 months old today and I am amazed that we have survived! To say that being a parent is easy, would be a huge lie, and these last three months have reminded us of that.
Three months for myself has been extremely difficult. With J home for the past month on disability healing from his knee surgery, and already battling PPD, I have been pushed over my limit multiple times. To make a long story short, I started taking my “happy pills” a little over a week ago. After a very scary moment where I felt suicidal and very hopeless, my husband and I realized that I needed more help than we’d thought. I’ve always battled depression. As a teenager I suffered from suicidal thoughts and then again after I had my daughter at 18…I never thought that I would get back to that place where I am now. It was scary to say the least. Continue reading →