<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903</id><updated>2012-01-25T17:57:09.771-05:00</updated><category term='lesbian mom'/><category term='gay dad'/><category term='gay family names'/><category term='control'/><category term='gender rolls'/><category term='lesbian pregnancy'/><category term='out at school'/><category term='homophobia'/><category term='provincetown family vacation'/><category term='death'/><category term='Dottie&apos;s magic pockets'/><category term='thanksgiving'/><category term='Gay Pride'/><category term='Gender identity'/><category term='gay moms'/><category term='out to child'/><category term='anti-palin'/><category term='son of lesbian'/><category term='bad parenting'/><category term='kids and public restrooms'/><category term='stressed out child'/><category term='privacy and parenting'/><category term='gay family vacation'/><category term='is parenting hard'/><category term='family'/><category term='lesbian want daughter'/><category term='baby names'/><category term='Obama hope'/><category term='safe towns for gay families'/><category term='palin'/><category term='confusion'/><category term='Future of diversity'/><category term='future for civil rights'/><category term='non inclusive companies'/><category term='lesbian separatist'/><category term='time for parents'/><category term='travel and adoption'/><category term='advice'/><category term='parenting stress'/><category term='glbt tv'/><category term='gay holiday'/><category term='gay or straight'/><category term='Obama and children'/><category term='gay parent advice'/><category term='skateboard park birthday cake  gay parents life lessons'/><category term='lesbian insemination'/><category term='labels'/><category term='happy lesbian'/><category term='obama'/><category term='surrogate'/><category term='gay baby gift'/><category term='gay family at home'/><category term='gay parenting advice'/><category term='biracial'/><category term='gay parenting'/><category term='son who dances'/><category term='gay family'/><category term='gay adoption'/><category term='gay families'/><category term='powerful names'/><category term='birth family'/><category term='CLINTON OBAMA GAY FAMILYIES ENDORSEMENT'/><category term='race'/><category term='gay baby clothing'/><category term='gay PTA'/><category term='obama role model'/><category term='gay marriage'/><category term='vacation with dog'/><category term='is my child gay.'/><category term='pride'/><category term='parent in the closet'/><category term='obama and gay family'/><category term='gay domestic adoption'/><category term='sex and parenting'/><category term='donor insemenation'/><category term='lesbian infertility'/><category term='family names'/><category term='nutcracker ballet audition'/><category term='gay in atlants'/><category term='lesbian fertility'/><category term='pokemon parenting lazy parneting gay parents lesbian mom advice'/><category term='gay religion'/><category term='multi-racial'/><category term='mother daughter dance'/><category term='lesboian road trip'/><category term='lesbian family'/><category term='mccain'/><category term='should I parent'/><category term='work and family'/><category term='boy ballet'/><category term='father daughter dance'/><category term='gay parenting parent juggling stress and parenting'/><category term='gay travel'/><category term='bedwetting child'/><category term='pro-obama'/><category term='gay family equality'/><category term='adoption'/><category term='sperm allergy'/><category term='r family vacations'/><category term='gay friendly adoption agencies'/><category term='president Obama'/><category term='birth mom'/><category term='summer vacation'/><category term='acceptance'/><category term='homophobia at school'/><category term='fear and parenting'/><category term='gay parent'/><category term='gay family traditional school'/><category term='adult only time'/><category term='lesbian twinning'/><category term='pros and cons of parenting'/><category term='gay forms'/><category term='sarah'/><category term='overprotective parent'/><category term='stress and parenting'/><category term='Day dads'/><category term='travel with dog and kids'/><category term='gay dads'/><category term='gay and lesbian humor'/><category term='rosie o&apos;donnell cruise'/><category term='gay passport process'/><category term='lesbian baby shower'/><category term='lesbian parents'/><category term='gay parents'/><category term='gay parenting holiday'/><category term='gay family at school'/><category term='lesbian vacation'/><category term='no parent space'/><category term='educational television with gay theme'/><category term='satire'/><category term='gay mom'/><category term='homophobic parents'/><category term='at home dad'/><category term='gay international adoption'/><title type='text'>Evolved Moms - Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>The advice and rants of two opinionated lesbian moms and their adventures in parenting and life!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06923270988911976249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>86</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-3091775903085119187</id><published>2011-02-23T21:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T21:28:55.467-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay marriage'/><title type='text'>Mr. Pres.  Thanks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8JZOnjz37c/TWXCFpgkekI/AAAAAAAAAbg/YJ73K8T4rNs/s1600/DOMA_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8JZOnjz37c/TWXCFpgkekI/AAAAAAAAAbg/YJ73K8T4rNs/s320/DOMA_1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577077115865823810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't need the Constitution&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to show me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how amazing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and blessed I am &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by this love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I would be damn happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to have it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hell yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks Man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-3091775903085119187?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/3091775903085119187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=3091775903085119187&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/3091775903085119187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/3091775903085119187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2011/02/mr-pres-thanks.html' title='Mr. Pres.  Thanks.'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8JZOnjz37c/TWXCFpgkekI/AAAAAAAAAbg/YJ73K8T4rNs/s72-c/DOMA_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-8568462509297447946</id><published>2011-02-22T11:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T11:44:34.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Olive</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jm45hJRRYnU/TWPm3bKoDNI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/YYgP_cx0P9E/s1600/olive"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 225px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576554603474324690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jm45hJRRYnU/TWPm3bKoDNI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/YYgP_cx0P9E/s320/olive" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We drove though&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;our small new &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;england&lt;/span&gt; town&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at the side of the road&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we saw the most perfect traditional snow man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;only the carrot was removed - hole still there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the carrot was very happily replaced much lower&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some 10 year old boys having fun with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; new&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;penis man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;when we got home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Torin said she was going to make a snow person&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but she needed an olive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hee&lt;/span&gt;. Love her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess when you are 7, that is about the size of your vagina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;equality for snow people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;equal representation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;go get that olive babe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-8568462509297447946?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/8568462509297447946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=8568462509297447946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/8568462509297447946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/8568462509297447946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2011/02/olive.html' title='Olive'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jm45hJRRYnU/TWPm3bKoDNI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/YYgP_cx0P9E/s72-c/olive' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-6021653523806016319</id><published>2011-02-22T11:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T11:37:05.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh what a year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVcbnzwZ558/TWPkYv3jsgI/AAAAAAAAAbA/9syT39uasr8/s1600/XMASPhotoEdited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 242px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576551877432291842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVcbnzwZ558/TWPkYv3jsgI/AAAAAAAAAbA/9syT39uasr8/s320/XMASPhotoEdited.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its been a long time&lt;br /&gt;and I have missed this blog&lt;br /&gt;we have quite a year&lt;br /&gt;keeping me away from this place that I love and need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a flood&lt;br /&gt;a flood hurting our home and greatly damaging our business&lt;br /&gt;and a rebuild&lt;br /&gt;health and repair&lt;br /&gt;stress and elation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now I am back&lt;br /&gt;where I love to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and life is back to it's crazy roller coaster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Torin our 7 year old jock&lt;br /&gt;was invited to town wide soccer "Father daughter dance" &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;OY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course when I wrote to them suggesting that this archaic ritual be updated&lt;br /&gt;no response&lt;br /&gt;shocker&lt;br /&gt;Zion - now 10&lt;br /&gt;will be dancing 7 weeks this summer.  Ballet only&lt;br /&gt;and we live in a world of first crushes and deodorant&lt;br /&gt;Jessie is strong and MS is at bay - amazing as ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I sit at this desk&lt;br /&gt;where I consult half-time&lt;br /&gt;and think&lt;br /&gt;I am blessed&lt;br /&gt;and still&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather do stand up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So glad to be back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R7PVmWrBYTU/TWPkYkHxk-I/AAAAAAAAAbI/Nh0gsG4_mqA/s1600/Zion.Boston%2BBallet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576551874279085026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R7PVmWrBYTU/TWPkYkHxk-I/AAAAAAAAAbI/Nh0gsG4_mqA/s320/Zion.Boston%2BBallet.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-6021653523806016319?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/6021653523806016319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=6021653523806016319&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/6021653523806016319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/6021653523806016319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2011/02/oh-what-year.html' title='Oh what a year!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVcbnzwZ558/TWPkYv3jsgI/AAAAAAAAAbA/9syT39uasr8/s72-c/XMASPhotoEdited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-1535238963797464955</id><published>2009-08-18T08:15:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T08:44:39.187-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad parenting'/><title type='text'>self control</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SoqpyBgEaEI/AAAAAAAAAZg/Myx61yIZUXA/s1600-h/badparenting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371292182454233154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SoqpyBgEaEI/AAAAAAAAAZg/Myx61yIZUXA/s400/badparenting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dear Evolved Moms, why are some people just crappy parents?? It seems no matter how involved we are, how many good lessons we teach, how much we listen and care and do what we need to do to help our daughter learn the right things, some other kids comes along and pushes her, or swears or talks about a show we don't allow. I just want scream at all of the other parents who don't get it. What is wrong with people?? Daddy Bill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Daddy Bill,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so hear you! And I&lt;br /&gt;for the longest time&lt;br /&gt;was the parent who would intervene&lt;br /&gt;yell at the kid pushing my kid&lt;br /&gt;talk to the other parents about their kid&lt;br /&gt;scold&lt;br /&gt;make evil eyes at the misbehaving kid&lt;br /&gt;nothing subtle - not that I am capable of that anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But over time&lt;br /&gt;I have learned a very valuable lesson&lt;br /&gt;and the sooner you learn it&lt;br /&gt;and teach it to your kid&lt;br /&gt;the better your like will be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first - yes - many other parents suck at the parenting job&lt;br /&gt;they don't make their kids brush their teeth&lt;br /&gt;show them MTV at 7 years old&lt;br /&gt;have few limits on bedtime&lt;br /&gt;backtalk&lt;br /&gt;violence&lt;br /&gt;media and video games&lt;br /&gt;leave them unsupervised&lt;br /&gt;in fact during family week on the cape&lt;br /&gt;two kids (9 ish) kept coming onto our store&lt;br /&gt;without parents&lt;br /&gt;they would sit and play for an hour&lt;br /&gt;no intention of buying anything&lt;br /&gt;just playing - loudly&lt;br /&gt;finally I went in search of said parents&lt;br /&gt;and found the sitting on a bench outside&lt;br /&gt;many stores away&lt;br /&gt;they told me, oh we trust them......&lt;br /&gt;so i told the kid, most people come into shop&lt;br /&gt;do you know this is not a playground?? Play for 5 more and then go&lt;br /&gt;that did it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, number 2&lt;br /&gt;your kid needs to learn to fight her own battles&lt;br /&gt;I suck at this one but it's true&lt;br /&gt;she needs to decide what you taught her is right&lt;br /&gt;and use it&lt;br /&gt;help her find a sentence to say over and over&lt;br /&gt;like "that's not cool"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay #3 this is the big one&lt;br /&gt;no matter how much you want to&lt;br /&gt;you cannot control&lt;br /&gt;anyone but yourself&lt;br /&gt;the harder you try the more you will fail&lt;br /&gt;I always fail&lt;br /&gt;you cannot worry about those kids (unless there is danger of course..)&lt;br /&gt;just teach her the rules and over time&lt;br /&gt;she will fully integrate them&lt;br /&gt;and begin to self-parent in those situations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a control freak&lt;br /&gt;to the max really&lt;br /&gt;I have an extremely shy kid&lt;br /&gt;no matter what&lt;br /&gt;she will not tell someone... a friend or teacher&lt;br /&gt;when she is unhappy or someone has done her wrong&lt;br /&gt;at home she is loud as all get out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday she began to cry before gymnastics&lt;br /&gt;a sport she loves more than life&lt;br /&gt;she has been hesitant about going&lt;br /&gt;we thought she was tired, or it was too extreme for her&lt;br /&gt;just before going onto the floor, tears rolling down her 6 year old face&lt;br /&gt;she whispered to me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the girls are always cutting me in line&lt;br /&gt;pushing into their space&lt;br /&gt;talking at me&lt;br /&gt;bossing&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to go&lt;br /&gt;and she was willing to quit&lt;br /&gt;rather than do something&lt;br /&gt;to stop their behavior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my shy girl would not say stop, or no or I don't like that&lt;br /&gt;and I wanted to rip their little heads off&lt;br /&gt;self control...&lt;br /&gt;this is her life&lt;br /&gt;her lesson to learn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said T&lt;br /&gt;hold your ground&lt;br /&gt;don't move from your spot&lt;br /&gt;if you can't say no yet&lt;br /&gt;tell the coach&lt;br /&gt;and hold your ground show them it's your gym, your place too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;together we spoke to the coach&lt;br /&gt;who was super&lt;br /&gt;T wiped her eyes and went to the floor to begin&lt;br /&gt;the coach must have scolded the girls because T smiled for&lt;br /&gt;3 hours of the workout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for the first time&lt;br /&gt;in my parenting life&lt;br /&gt;I did not get in trouble&lt;br /&gt;for meddling with badly parented kids&lt;br /&gt;and she became stronger!&lt;br /&gt;win for T&lt;br /&gt;win for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we can only control ourselves&lt;br /&gt;Good luck Bill!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-1535238963797464955?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/1535238963797464955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=1535238963797464955&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/1535238963797464955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/1535238963797464955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2009/08/self-control.html' title='self control'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SoqpyBgEaEI/AAAAAAAAAZg/Myx61yIZUXA/s72-c/badparenting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-7382134586383773619</id><published>2009-06-12T13:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T13:46:09.732-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay parent advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='at home dad'/><title type='text'>ahh the rollercoaster!  Advice to a sad dad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SjKiC6GavPI/AAAAAAAAAZY/OkjXZLPRNuo/s1600-h/DAD.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346513878481812722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 358px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SjKiC6GavPI/AAAAAAAAAZY/OkjXZLPRNuo/s400/DAD.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dear Evolved Moms:&lt;br /&gt;We adopted our son five months ago, he is now one.  I have been home the whole time but now I must return to work.  I am feeling torn between being with him and losing my mind being home.  Can anyone but us care for him like we do? The job is okay – pays the bills but my husband and I have to work to keep on moving up.  Will he be okay?  Will I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad Pop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Sad Pop:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the rollercoaster of parenting man.  And this is just the first stop!&lt;br /&gt;I learned very early on&lt;br /&gt;That I knew nothing about parenting&lt;br /&gt;And our son taught me everything&lt;br /&gt;When he smiled – I knew I did it right&lt;br /&gt;When he cried I knew it was wrong&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I had something down pat, suddenly, he grew&lt;br /&gt;And that skill no longer worked&lt;br /&gt;Parenting is about playing catch up&lt;br /&gt;Every six months&lt;br /&gt;They seem to fully evolve&lt;br /&gt;Listening to your kids and learning with them each day&lt;br /&gt;Letting them lead the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the bigger lessons are about life&lt;br /&gt;Balance&lt;br /&gt;Time&lt;br /&gt;What do you spend time on, what gives a bit, what matters most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have always felt that family comes first&lt;br /&gt;But still work, meetings, people, cleaning – life seems to get in the way of life&lt;br /&gt;A year ago last October&lt;br /&gt;My wife was diagnosed with MS&lt;br /&gt;And clearly it was time for a life pause&lt;br /&gt;Not everyone needs such a universal wakeup call&lt;br /&gt;But for us it was an important moment&lt;br /&gt; don’t get me wrong – MS way sucks&lt;br /&gt;but it also gave us a bit of a blessing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly&lt;br /&gt;The little shit in life just doesn’t matter&lt;br /&gt;People bickering at work&lt;br /&gt;Bad drivers&lt;br /&gt;Family politics&lt;br /&gt;People who waste my time&lt;br /&gt;Sweeping the floor&lt;br /&gt;Hours of being home or away&lt;br /&gt;stress&lt;br /&gt;It all suddenly mattered less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not saying quit your job and move your gay family to the woods either&lt;br /&gt;But all of the details&lt;br /&gt;The stresses&lt;br /&gt;The bull&lt;br /&gt;Make it matter less&lt;br /&gt;Your boy is going to get older no matter what&lt;br /&gt;He will love you in a big house or a small one&lt;br /&gt;With a huge job or part-time one&lt;br /&gt;In childcare or homeschooled&lt;br /&gt;He will love you&lt;br /&gt;No matter what you do&lt;br /&gt;He will love you&lt;br /&gt;But he needs you happy&lt;br /&gt;Unstressed&lt;br /&gt;Satisfied by life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a short time&lt;br /&gt;To enjoy and celebrate our families&lt;br /&gt;This time around&lt;br /&gt;In this life&lt;br /&gt;I am going to savor every moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my wife and I need to go out&lt;br /&gt;So be it – we get a sitter&lt;br /&gt;If we want to stay in – super we are with the kids&lt;br /&gt;Childcare&lt;br /&gt;No childcare&lt;br /&gt;Work or don’t work&lt;br /&gt;Some are made to home school&lt;br /&gt;Some are not&lt;br /&gt;Some are made to work 80 hours a week&lt;br /&gt;Some are not&lt;br /&gt;What matters is the happiness&lt;br /&gt;Find work your love&lt;br /&gt;Find hobbies you enjoy&lt;br /&gt;Love your family&lt;br /&gt;And enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s less about the time&lt;br /&gt;Of course others can care for him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s the stress and worry that take time&lt;br /&gt;and quality away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no worries, be happy now&lt;br /&gt;do do do do do do do do do do do do don’t worry…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evolved Mom - Stacey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-7382134586383773619?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/7382134586383773619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=7382134586383773619&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/7382134586383773619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/7382134586383773619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2009/06/ahh-rollercoaster-advice-to-sad-dad.html' title='ahh the rollercoaster!  Advice to a sad dad.'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SjKiC6GavPI/AAAAAAAAAZY/OkjXZLPRNuo/s72-c/DAD.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-8924727483701459795</id><published>2009-06-03T14:48:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T16:44:10.383-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lesbian pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='donor insemenation'/><title type='text'>Fresh vs frozen?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SibXOMA7_wI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/RT7Lr6wt5Wk/s1600-h/SpermDonor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343194646664969986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SibXOMA7_wI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/RT7Lr6wt5Wk/s400/SpermDonor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Evolved Moms:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay we are ready to get prego! But, there are so many options of places and ways to get sperm, how do we know which road is best? We could use her brother (they look alike), frozen anon sperm, a friend.... Please help us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mary and meg &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey Mary and Meg,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I get asked this question often&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I could give you all of the pros and cons &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of fresh vs frozen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;talk about the best sperm banks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the good bad and ugly of using a friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I figure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you are asking me because you know I am opinionated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so I am just going tell you what I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Using a sib, or any donor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to create someone that "looks" like both of you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is kind of false&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the baby WILL be both of yours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just not biologically&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so throw the "look" piece out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a small healthy bundle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with as few complications and red tape as possible is the goal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Throw the friend idea out too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you are good people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that says to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that your friends are good people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;good people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see babies that are biologically theirs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and naturally want to connect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;complicated and messy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;regardless of intent and love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;a guy you meet at a bar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no attachments&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;also no trust&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lots of potential yucky ailments and issues&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;complicated, okay gross too! (I guess free though)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Frozen anonymous pop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"A" answer in my book&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pre-screened and tested for all medical issues&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can be delivered to your door&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no red tape&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no legal documents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no third party emotions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;voila!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and as long as I am being opinionated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Small plug - California Cryobank - a personal favorite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;great history&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;good practices&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and even a generic attractiveness scale of the donor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no matter which road you choose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you will still need to figure out how to handle the yucky stuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;will you do it at home or have your OB do it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ovulation kits, vitamins, yoga...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so much to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so much to decide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I say for the sperm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;take the easy road.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;good luck! Can't wait to hear how it goes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-8924727483701459795?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/8924727483701459795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=8924727483701459795&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/8924727483701459795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/8924727483701459795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2009/06/fresh-vs-frozen.html' title='Fresh vs frozen?'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SibXOMA7_wI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/RT7Lr6wt5Wk/s72-c/SpermDonor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-383551474424740427</id><published>2009-06-01T09:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T09:20:01.290-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay family equality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay marriage'/><title type='text'>seperate and not equal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SiPjPod6HdI/AAAAAAAAAZA/16Ct7AFmcDU/s1600-h/ice+ski.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342363440691944914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SiPjPod6HdI/AAAAAAAAAZA/16Ct7AFmcDU/s400/ice+ski.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dear Evolved Moms:&lt;br /&gt;This winter I went skiing with my whole family, my wife and kids and my sister and her partner and kids, a few cousins and our parents.  Our whole family is super accepting of my sister being gay and her family is treated exactly the same as mine.   I am writing because the whole week my sister kept making me feel like her family was in some way… better, I don’t know, more important, more unique than mine.  I thought we were al l the same now, equal – especially in this family.  What do you think I should do?&lt;br /&gt;Straight Brother Markus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Brother Markus! &lt;br /&gt;First off – LOVE YOU!  For your support&lt;br /&gt;Your love of family and your sister&lt;br /&gt;For being there and caring enough to ask&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are totally right and also a bit not all at the same time&lt;br /&gt;We do all WANT equality and we all feel the same inside&lt;br /&gt;We have the same talks in our homes&lt;br /&gt;Same dreams&lt;br /&gt;We all hate to clean (unless we are PMSing)&lt;br /&gt;We all dream for our children&lt;br /&gt;Clean the kitty litter boxes with disgust&lt;br /&gt;Worry&lt;br /&gt;Stress and laugh&lt;br /&gt;We all give love and want love&lt;br /&gt;We all want approval&lt;br /&gt;But Brother Markus&lt;br /&gt;Things are not the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me break it down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you go skiing in Utah&lt;br /&gt;Life is always easy&lt;br /&gt;Amazing snow&lt;br /&gt;Great temperatures&lt;br /&gt;Chairlifts go right to the base of the mountain&lt;br /&gt;Life is good&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time you can ski and get a tan all in one day&lt;br /&gt;And that is what it is like in the US for a man and women to get married&lt;br /&gt;And have a family&lt;br /&gt;There is no hitch, no limit, no barrier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now not so long ago in the US&lt;br /&gt;Gay marriage and the creation of gay families&lt;br /&gt;Were like skiing on the desert of Nevada in august&lt;br /&gt;Just could not happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I would say&lt;br /&gt;It’s a bit more like skiing in New England&lt;br /&gt;You never know the weather&lt;br /&gt;You will need a lot of help from snow machines and luck to make it happen&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it will work&lt;br /&gt;But most of the time there will be ice and rocks and&lt;br /&gt;Long lines and frost bite&lt;br /&gt;And impassible roads&lt;br /&gt;and it’s really damn expensive!&lt;br /&gt;And on some days,&lt;br /&gt;If yu are extremely luck&lt;br /&gt;And patient&lt;br /&gt;And live IN new England (or Iowa)  you just might have a good day of skiing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see your sister&lt;br /&gt;Like all gay people who want a family&lt;br /&gt;Still has to fight for her rights&lt;br /&gt;For equal treatment&lt;br /&gt;today&lt;br /&gt;Even in Iowa&lt;br /&gt;Or Vermont&lt;br /&gt;Or even Massachusetts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are burdened with explaining a lot&lt;br /&gt;We teach all the time&lt;br /&gt;Just by existing&lt;br /&gt;We have to protect ourselves&lt;br /&gt;Filter input&lt;br /&gt;Choose battles&lt;br /&gt;And protect our kids&lt;br /&gt;In very different way that you have to&lt;br /&gt;Every day&lt;br /&gt;Day after day&lt;br /&gt;We have extra burdens still&lt;br /&gt;Historic, legal and real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even in an amazing families like yours&lt;br /&gt;That love and accept – there was still a journey&lt;br /&gt;Years of fear, DOMA, prop 8, don’t ask don’t tell&lt;br /&gt;We are seperate and not equal&lt;br /&gt;Not yet…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On your road to marriage and family I am sure there were twists and turns&lt;br /&gt;But for your sister&lt;br /&gt;There were roadblocks&lt;br /&gt;Emotional, legal, physical&lt;br /&gt;And to get to the end&lt;br /&gt;To marriage and family&lt;br /&gt;Took muscle&lt;br /&gt;Took skill&lt;br /&gt;Took bravery&lt;br /&gt;Took planning&lt;br /&gt;Took money&lt;br /&gt;Took time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You two are the same&lt;br /&gt;Family is the same&lt;br /&gt;Love is the same&lt;br /&gt;But our roads&lt;br /&gt;Our not yet equal&lt;br /&gt;And are a long way from being flat&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for loving her&lt;br /&gt;And caring&lt;br /&gt;That is what will lessen the load&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evolved mom Stacey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-383551474424740427?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/383551474424740427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=383551474424740427&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/383551474424740427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/383551474424740427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2009/06/seperate-and-not-equal.html' title='seperate and not equal'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SiPjPod6HdI/AAAAAAAAAZA/16Ct7AFmcDU/s72-c/ice+ski.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-1395761412026285719</id><published>2009-05-08T08:30:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T20:29:57.791-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lesbian mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay and lesbian humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lesbian twinning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay parent'/><title type='text'>You People</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2007.seattlegaysoftball.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333446144795381186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SgQ1Ask0jcI/AAAAAAAAAY4/65Z1Tp5FQ6M/s400/lesbians+look+alike.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday&lt;br /&gt;I was effectively&lt;br /&gt;"you peopled"&lt;br /&gt;by a child at our kids school&lt;br /&gt;not just any kid either&lt;br /&gt;one who really really knows us&lt;br /&gt;has been to our home&lt;br /&gt;in our car&lt;br /&gt;to our kids parties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was waiting to pick up our daughter from kindergarten&lt;br /&gt;I heard a child voice saying&lt;br /&gt;"Hi Mrs. Harris"&lt;br /&gt;which always makes me laugh&lt;br /&gt;so formal&lt;br /&gt;so my mother&lt;br /&gt;so not me&lt;br /&gt;I smiled at her&lt;br /&gt;"you know honey you can just call me Stacey" I said&lt;br /&gt;she just smiled up at me&lt;br /&gt;and happily stated&lt;br /&gt;"I can't tell you apart, so I just call you both Mrs. Harris"&lt;br /&gt;and truly I was stunned.&lt;br /&gt;silent actually - which is really weird for me&lt;br /&gt;For one&lt;br /&gt;Jessie and I really are not lookalikes&lt;br /&gt;although occasionally matching we never twin EVER&lt;br /&gt;(my mom does by us everything in twos..&lt;br /&gt;but we do not wear them at the same time&lt;br /&gt;okay maybe the sandals...)&lt;br /&gt;My hair is shaved off, I wear ripped jeans&lt;br /&gt;my eyebrow is pierced&lt;br /&gt;I am short with glasses&lt;br /&gt;I am boish&lt;br /&gt;Jessie is tall and has hair (not long but long for a dyke)&lt;br /&gt;and she is always dressed up, coming from work she is girly&lt;br /&gt;so I sat silent&lt;br /&gt;almost feeling slapped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so odd&lt;br /&gt;to just be written off&lt;br /&gt;you are just one of them&lt;br /&gt;why should I bother to tell you apart&lt;br /&gt;you are lesbians&lt;br /&gt;same&lt;br /&gt;even at 9 or 10 or 11 whatever she is&lt;br /&gt;she saw us as a group&lt;br /&gt;not me as a person&lt;br /&gt;and felt no issue with that at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-1395761412026285719?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/1395761412026285719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=1395761412026285719&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/1395761412026285719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/1395761412026285719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-people.html' title='You People'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SgQ1Ask0jcI/AAAAAAAAAY4/65Z1Tp5FQ6M/s72-c/lesbians+look+alike.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-649127093962038694</id><published>2008-11-06T19:52:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T20:17:14.804-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Future of diversity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future for civil rights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obama hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='president Obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay families'/><title type='text'>New President - New hope - A beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SRORnrCL1yI/AAAAAAAAAXk/nT9JjV_yByk/s1600-h/t.4"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SRORnrCL1yI/AAAAAAAAAXk/nT9JjV_yByk/s400/t.4" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265712500079056674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;America&lt;br /&gt;was born &lt;br /&gt;this week&lt;br /&gt;given a new chance&lt;br /&gt;to grow and thrive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are fragile though&lt;br /&gt;not tough&lt;br /&gt;in our infancy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worry about cockiness&lt;br /&gt;lack of respect of the past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worry about those who forget&lt;br /&gt;we are still volatile&lt;br /&gt;and new&lt;br /&gt;with skin untouched&lt;br /&gt;we have yet&lt;br /&gt;to try on our new ways&lt;br /&gt;our new feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SRORiJ_-ALI/AAAAAAAAAXc/rYOU724K5pQ/s1600-h/babyt"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SRORiJ_-ALI/AAAAAAAAAXc/rYOU724K5pQ/s400/babyt" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265712405312045234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so tired to hearing people&lt;br /&gt;who seem to feel that no longer does racism exist&lt;br /&gt;that all is equal now&lt;br /&gt;that all is forgotten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the white wealthy&lt;br /&gt;unoppressed&lt;br /&gt;I find&lt;br /&gt;are overly ecstatic&lt;br /&gt;somehow relieved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am ecstatic too&lt;br /&gt;but in a different way&lt;br /&gt;I feel honored to be present&lt;br /&gt;when our country finally did the right thing&lt;br /&gt;not for the color&lt;br /&gt;but the choice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am humbled that President Obama&lt;br /&gt;and this time in history&lt;br /&gt;that he worked for&lt;br /&gt;will give us all &lt;br /&gt;the opportunity&lt;br /&gt;to begin to do the work&lt;br /&gt;that needs to be done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time&lt;br /&gt;in history&lt;br /&gt;is a chance to start&lt;br /&gt;we must respect our infancy&lt;br /&gt;our newness&lt;br /&gt;we must respect the past&lt;br /&gt;what has come&lt;br /&gt;what must never come again&lt;br /&gt;what lies ahead&lt;br /&gt;is hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obama I am sure&lt;br /&gt;will add fertilizer&lt;br /&gt;and sun&lt;br /&gt;but if we do not supply the love&lt;br /&gt;change cannot be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the same day&lt;br /&gt;that America&lt;br /&gt;began to evolve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parts of America became more ugly&lt;br /&gt;Proposition 8&lt;br /&gt;bans on gay adoption&lt;br /&gt;ballot questions cramming&lt;br /&gt;law and god into one basket&lt;br /&gt;limiting affirmative action&lt;br /&gt;limiting freedom&lt;br /&gt;choice&lt;br /&gt;life&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of the same voices&lt;br /&gt;and citizens who &lt;br /&gt;voted for Obama&lt;br /&gt;also voted for hate&lt;br /&gt;and limits and controll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we must respect our place in this miracle&lt;br /&gt;we are new&lt;br /&gt;we are infants&lt;br /&gt;we are fragile&lt;br /&gt;and volatile&lt;br /&gt;now the work must begin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now our voices must be heard&lt;br /&gt;in unison&lt;br /&gt;at every racist comment&lt;br /&gt;every gay joke&lt;br /&gt;at every fallen policy&lt;br /&gt;at every town hall&lt;br /&gt;at every PTA meeting&lt;br /&gt;on every subway&lt;br /&gt;we must now work&lt;br /&gt;and be seen &lt;br /&gt;and be present&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are infants&lt;br /&gt;but together &lt;br /&gt;we can now grow&lt;br /&gt;and become whole&lt;br /&gt;and strong&lt;br /&gt;change has come&lt;br /&gt;and now&lt;br /&gt;we must begin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we cannot grow weary&lt;br /&gt;hope won&lt;br /&gt;and it is our job&lt;br /&gt;to keep hope fertile&lt;br /&gt;and loved&lt;br /&gt;the future depends on it&lt;br /&gt;on us&lt;br /&gt;Obama cannot do it alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SRORtcI9GnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/gGYuNfPP3zc/s1600-h/z.hope"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SRORtcI9GnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/gGYuNfPP3zc/s400/z.hope" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265712599160134258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-649127093962038694?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/649127093962038694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=649127093962038694&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/649127093962038694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/649127093962038694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-president-new-hope-beginning.html' title='New President - New hope - A beginning'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SRORnrCL1yI/AAAAAAAAAXk/nT9JjV_yByk/s72-c/t.4' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-2742804608147331248</id><published>2008-11-03T21:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T21:47:56.604-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obama role model'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obama and gay family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obama and children'/><title type='text'>Lil' Obama on Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SQ-w9srgMAI/AAAAAAAAAXU/YGRM4H-lDxA/s1600-h/lil.obama.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SQ-w9srgMAI/AAAAAAAAAXU/YGRM4H-lDxA/s400/lil.obama.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264621063431532546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween&lt;br /&gt;Zion wanted to be Obama&lt;br /&gt;Torin a cat&lt;br /&gt;instead of saying trick-or-treat&lt;br /&gt;I will say 'our time is now'!&lt;br /&gt;One suit&lt;br /&gt;One sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the school festivities&lt;br /&gt;Zion shared the runway&lt;br /&gt;with a pre-k teacher going as palin&lt;br /&gt;another student who was Obama and a student going as mccain&lt;br /&gt;all laughing together&lt;br /&gt;the director of admissions went as Obama too!&lt;br /&gt;we spent class time&lt;br /&gt;making edible dirt and trick or treat bags&lt;br /&gt;eating junk and feeling excited&lt;br /&gt;the school day a success &lt;br /&gt;of glee and sugar&lt;br /&gt;truly an amazing day that the teachers&lt;br /&gt;could keep the kids sane&lt;br /&gt;knowing what lay ahead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, in our small &lt;br /&gt;predominantly &lt;br /&gt;white town &lt;br /&gt;I wondered how&lt;br /&gt;Lil'Obama would do&lt;br /&gt;We rushed home from school&lt;br /&gt;shoved dinner in&lt;br /&gt;donned a suit for Zion&lt;br /&gt;painted Torins face&lt;br /&gt;and set out&lt;br /&gt;In our small town&lt;br /&gt;all of the kids walk to the center store&lt;br /&gt;Fiske's - for a treat and to have their photo taken&lt;br /&gt;to be placed in the window&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our entourage&lt;br /&gt;a small black cat&lt;br /&gt;two bundled lesbian moms&lt;br /&gt;one stroller&lt;br /&gt;and a small black boy&lt;br /&gt;in a full suit leading us&lt;br /&gt;carrying a large sign&lt;br /&gt;"out time is now" on one side&lt;br /&gt;"yes we can" on the other&lt;br /&gt;as soon as we left the house&lt;br /&gt;life changed&lt;br /&gt;horns began honking as they passed&lt;br /&gt;smiles&lt;br /&gt;thumbs raised&lt;br /&gt;more smiles&lt;br /&gt;shock to giggles and happiness&lt;br /&gt;Torin began to count&lt;br /&gt;twelves honks for Obama mama&lt;br /&gt;no fourteen now!&lt;br /&gt;his excitement grows as each house&lt;br /&gt;with an Obama sign&lt;br /&gt;comes into view&lt;br /&gt;and why shouldn't he?&lt;br /&gt;house after house&lt;br /&gt;Zion scored twice the candy as anyone else&lt;br /&gt;several told him they would vote for him&lt;br /&gt;and our little 8 year old reminded them &lt;br /&gt;"not to forget to vote tuesday!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was an amazing opening&lt;br /&gt;to meeting new neighboors&lt;br /&gt;we had wonderful rich and full conversation's&lt;br /&gt;and the kids scored big&lt;br /&gt;Only at one house,&lt;br /&gt;to be honest it did have a mccain sign,&lt;br /&gt;were the treat giveres a bit tight with him&lt;br /&gt;but the mountains of candy and well wishers &lt;br /&gt;more than made that &lt;br /&gt;a non existent memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zion handed out Obama stickers&lt;br /&gt;smiled&lt;br /&gt;and schmoozed as usual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do believe&lt;br /&gt;that little man&lt;br /&gt;helped the vote&lt;br /&gt;he made people think&lt;br /&gt;about what matters&lt;br /&gt;family&lt;br /&gt;in all it's forms&lt;br /&gt;freedom&lt;br /&gt;role models&lt;br /&gt;and change&lt;br /&gt;laughter&lt;br /&gt;and unity&lt;br /&gt;it was amazing&lt;br /&gt;Zion's future is bright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please vote&lt;br /&gt;to make it&lt;br /&gt;even brighter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-2742804608147331248?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/2742804608147331248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=2742804608147331248&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/2742804608147331248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/2742804608147331248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2008/11/lil-obama-on-halloween.html' title='Lil&apos; Obama on Halloween!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SQ-w9srgMAI/AAAAAAAAAXU/YGRM4H-lDxA/s72-c/lil.obama.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-4026246219646928284</id><published>2008-10-19T20:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T20:25:13.609-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sarah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mccain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='palin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='satire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pro-obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anti-palin'/><title type='text'>Sarah's Hard Rock Candy - A Must See</title><content type='html'>The video says it all...  Peggy Seeger (Pete Seeger's sister) wrote the song.  My wife made the video - please share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e5OWPQlyeuA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e5OWPQlyeuA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-4026246219646928284?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/4026246219646928284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=4026246219646928284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/4026246219646928284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/4026246219646928284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2008/10/sarahs-hard-rock-candy-must-see.html' title='Sarah&apos;s Hard Rock Candy - A Must See'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-1774931936622370059</id><published>2008-10-07T11:06:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T11:40:10.471-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pokemon parenting lazy parneting gay parents lesbian mom advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad parenting'/><title type='text'>Stupid Pokemon - advice</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254446058274164338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SOuK2criDnI/AAAAAAAAAQs/E_F7Net6U5M/s400/stupic+pokemon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dear Evolved Moms: After much deliberation we chose to send our kids to public school. We live in a great town with a great school system and pretty liberal and committed and involved parents. Now, after just a month, our 6 year old twins are sassy, argumentative and suddenly interested in children we would not chose for them not to mention activities we detest, like paintball and shows like "that's so raven" (which they have never seen). This is exactly what we were afraid of. But what can we do now. Moms from everytownamerica.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Dear Moms:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is no way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as I have written many times before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to insulate, bubble wrap and filter your child&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from the world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At a certain point&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they will need to fall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;make choices of their own&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;trust their intuition (and know where to find it and how to use it)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That being said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we all do our best&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to help guide them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is a kids who is around my son a lot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;who NEVER shuts up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she pokes and man handles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is sassy and very rude&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to kids and adults alike&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she obeys no boundaries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she talks loudly in his face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I try hard not to tell him how much I dislike her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as a person&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how much I detest her behavior&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I try to say, how do you feel about what she is doing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or point out - wow she was speaking really loudly and close to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How do you feel about that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or step in when it overwhelms him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretty much unless we are talking politics or the Redsocks (where I tell my children all)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I try to be fairly neutral&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which is hard for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;really hard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as I am extremely opinionated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but usually right (as I am sure you are too)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I d0 draw the line on violence and we have strict rules in our home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;about such things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no video games&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no TV during the week&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;weekend TV no commericals . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went out of our way to help our son collect Bella Sara cards&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Magical horse cards with magical powers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so he could still collect cars and feel part of gang, but not Pokemon &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or other such stupid violent games.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And why do parents by these?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just to drive me crazy I am sure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will never really know &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;weakness is my guess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to allow their children to fit in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe they justify the violence by believing that some learning is involved?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lazy maybe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aren't there better things our kids could be doing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember collecting stamps, rocks, Lego's, books, teen beat magazines, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;red sox cards, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pictures of joan jet and annie lenox tapes.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyhoo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no matter what we teach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;our kids will always experiment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;test the waters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and break all of our rules.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's their job&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's how they learn and grow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our job &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is not to kill them when they make mistakes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we often say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you might not fully agree with our rules&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and when you don't live here you can have whatever you want in your house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but these are the rules&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and they are here to keep you safe and help you grow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because we love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we keep door open to talk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we talk a lot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no question is too hard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or adult&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or scary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but sometimes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;systems fail&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is why at 7:30 am today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when my wife found 2 Pokemon cards&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and some other violent looking transformerish card&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in Zions bag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we did not kill him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I actually left them out on his desk so he would know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we saw them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"sorry mama" he said as he carried them out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I got them at school"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not a public school either - so don't think that is your issue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a 20,0000 dollar a year private school, with a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10-1 ratio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and parents who care and are involved&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and like all parents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some make choices we might not agree with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just like some kids do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that is the world for kids&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that is the world for adults&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and your twins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just like my son&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;will need to learn to navigate those waters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Please don't do it again"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"If they are truly your friends they will understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that that is something you are not allowed to do"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we move on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to another day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;another lesson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;another moment of teaching&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and trying to walk the line&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;between smothering and teaching&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;protecting and allowing them to grow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;preaching and repairing damage done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fearing and trusting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Evolved Mom: Stacey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-1774931936622370059?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/1774931936622370059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=1774931936622370059&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/1774931936622370059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/1774931936622370059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2008/10/stupid-pokemon-advice.html' title='Stupid Pokemon - advice'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SOuK2criDnI/AAAAAAAAAQs/E_F7Net6U5M/s72-c/stupic+pokemon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-4211963839843706880</id><published>2008-09-26T09:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T09:32:21.566-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nutcracker ballet audition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay families'/><title type='text'>complaints - advice to grumpy daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SNzvDWmen5I/AAAAAAAAAQA/Mvog60j5bSE/s1600-h/nutcracker_07_010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250334106492772242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SNzvDWmen5I/AAAAAAAAAQA/Mvog60j5bSE/s320/nutcracker_07_010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt; is nutcracker auditions&lt;br /&gt;Zion can speak of nothing else&lt;br /&gt;he wants to be Fritz - but is probably too young&lt;br /&gt;emotional fall out to come...&lt;br /&gt;we will see&lt;br /&gt;at first I was dreading it all a bit&lt;br /&gt;hours upon hours of driving, waiting, dinner in the car&lt;br /&gt;rehearsals going late&lt;br /&gt;schlepping our younger one along&lt;br /&gt;but then today I received an advice question&lt;br /&gt;from a very grumpy daddy in Log Angeles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He writes: Dear Evolved Moms, it seems that school has only just begun and my husband I are have become chauffeurs again.  Drive to soccer, pick up from school, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;playdates&lt;/span&gt; - it never ends.   I want my life back!  How can we streamline this parenting thing?  Grumpy Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly life became clear again for me.&lt;br /&gt;our job&lt;br /&gt;as parents&lt;br /&gt;is to balance&lt;br /&gt;is to support&lt;br /&gt;is to be a catalyst&lt;br /&gt;for their lives and hopes and dreams&lt;br /&gt;Now, if your kid is just in too many activities&lt;br /&gt;or their schedule is making homework and sleep complicated&lt;br /&gt;that's another story...&lt;br /&gt;But each kid had different needs&lt;br /&gt;For Zion - 4 hours a week of ballet (soon to be 5)&lt;br /&gt;is is zen space&lt;br /&gt;his peaceful place&lt;br /&gt;this balances him&lt;br /&gt;and I should be - and am thankful that he found something he loves this much.&lt;br /&gt;letting him push himself&lt;br /&gt;and supporting where he wants to go&lt;br /&gt;isn't that our job?&lt;br /&gt;who am I to stand i the way of his progress&lt;br /&gt;I am not pushing him to go&lt;br /&gt;and I also should never&lt;br /&gt;make his dreams hard to reach&lt;br /&gt;beacuse I "don't feel like it"&lt;br /&gt;this is his dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all have them too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing up to parent&lt;br /&gt;is a bit like signing up to be a chauffeur&lt;br /&gt;party planner&lt;br /&gt;organizational therapist&lt;br /&gt;but that is also the best art&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grumpy dad - you must chill&lt;br /&gt;you must learn to help them grow and still have a life&lt;br /&gt;if driving them to school is one of your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;stressors&lt;/span&gt; you have a lot to rethink about your scheduling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to the future soccer players&lt;br /&gt;ballet dancers&lt;br /&gt;contractors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;presidents&lt;/span&gt; (we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;could&lt;/span&gt; sue a new one eh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here to the future&lt;br /&gt;I hope we all do our best helping them get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evolved Mom Stacey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-4211963839843706880?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/4211963839843706880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=4211963839843706880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/4211963839843706880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/4211963839843706880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2008/09/complaints-advice-to-grumpy-daddy.html' title='complaints - advice to grumpy daddy'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SNzvDWmen5I/AAAAAAAAAQA/Mvog60j5bSE/s72-c/nutcracker_07_010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-1475015701561052994</id><published>2008-09-17T19:22:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T19:33:35.281-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation with dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel with dog and kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='provincetown family vacation'/><title type='text'>Houdini Dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SNGfcpKsZ2I/AAAAAAAAAP4/t6BjqoSZyDs/s1600-h/Houdini+Dog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247150355299198818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SNGfcpKsZ2I/AAAAAAAAAP4/t6BjqoSZyDs/s320/Houdini+Dog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, so now I need advice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each weekend we pack up the kids&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and mike the dog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and drive to p-town to our little shop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought it might be good to get a portable crate (lightweight...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so I did not have to bring the metal one each time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15 minute into the adventure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hear him wrestling in the crate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I know he is in there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I zipped it myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then I see something in the rear view&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mike&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on top of the luggage!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;smushed&lt;/span&gt; his nose a certain way and unzipped it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We pull over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tie the ends of the zipper together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10 minute later&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Houdini dog says hello&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and scare the shit out of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We resolve to keep him in the front as we finish our trip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mike is thrilled&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the kids think it's hysterical&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Sunday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after have a "gay old time" on the cape&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We stop at the x-ass tree shop and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;purchase yet another more solid - yet portable crate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with 5 minutes has his nose out and is happily&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;climbing&lt;/span&gt; up to the front seat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kids &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cackling&lt;/span&gt; all the way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;moms getting pissed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We but a pigs ear and tie the crate again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mike chews his way out in 5 minutes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;35 dollars later&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mike is happily being king&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;up in the front&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with his gay mommies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the kids are in tears of laughter and glee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lesson: Dogs love the front seat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kids love to laugh at moms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P-town is for the whole family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;give into the roller coaster of life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, as we are going again on Friday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;any advice of puppy restraint&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or ways to deflect butch embarrassment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at not being able to restrain a tiny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cockapoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;are welcome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Evolved Mom Stacey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-1475015701561052994?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/1475015701561052994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=1475015701561052994&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/1475015701561052994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/1475015701561052994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2008/09/houdini-dog.html' title='Houdini Dog'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SNGfcpKsZ2I/AAAAAAAAAP4/t6BjqoSZyDs/s72-c/Houdini+Dog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-725123063511326992</id><published>2008-09-13T17:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T17:38:12.834-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear and parenting'/><title type='text'>facing fears - advice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SMw9QDs0VFI/AAAAAAAAAPw/EqnIZVj_l7I/s1600-h/mban1208l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245635012060271698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SMw9QDs0VFI/AAAAAAAAAPw/EqnIZVj_l7I/s320/mban1208l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dear Evolved Moms:&lt;br /&gt;I am just terrified, my son started Kindergarten this week.  I can't sleep.  I feel like we have created this safe, bias-free, empowering little world for him and now he is out there, alone and we are not there to help him.  To guide him.  To keep the assholes away from him.  I find that I am picking him up early, finding excuses to keep him home.  What do you think?  I know I need to chill out, but it's hard.  Thanks.  J &amp;amp; J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear J &amp;amp; J:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letting go is the hardest part of parenting.  And the most important.&lt;br /&gt;Assholes will exist.&lt;br /&gt;At school&lt;br /&gt;at work&lt;br /&gt;on the playground&lt;br /&gt;but if they never learn to stretch their self help muscles&lt;br /&gt;how will they ever survive?&lt;br /&gt;Fear is a really hard place to live - for any of us&lt;br /&gt;Our daughter started K last week&lt;br /&gt;I am afraid she is too tired - the day is long&lt;br /&gt;she is shy&lt;br /&gt;it is hard for her to say "no" to kids who might be unkind&lt;br /&gt;some of the kids are amazing..&lt;br /&gt;some of the families are amazing...&lt;br /&gt;some might not be our cup of tea - but time will tell&lt;br /&gt;we will guide her, but ultimately, she needs to make the right choices&lt;br /&gt;and we have helped her and will continue to, as you have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been an interesting summer for all of us here&lt;br /&gt;and fear at times has been a factor&lt;br /&gt;but I have decided&lt;br /&gt;at least for me&lt;br /&gt;that living with fear&lt;br /&gt;only inhibits my living&lt;br /&gt;and all of those around me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I needed to say&lt;br /&gt;I am longer going to live in fear of:&lt;br /&gt;bills&lt;br /&gt;MS&lt;br /&gt;kid choices&lt;br /&gt;taking huge risks&lt;br /&gt;what anyone else thinks&lt;br /&gt;things that really I have no control of anyway&lt;br /&gt;or things I cannot grow without&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you need a list too..&lt;br /&gt;he will go&lt;br /&gt;he will fall&lt;br /&gt;he will get up&lt;br /&gt;he will be powerfull&lt;br /&gt;with his own wings&lt;br /&gt;and you have helped him become powerful&lt;br /&gt;let him fly&lt;br /&gt;fear is no place to live...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evolved Mom Stacey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-725123063511326992?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/725123063511326992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=725123063511326992&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/725123063511326992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/725123063511326992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2008/09/facing-fears-advice.html' title='facing fears - advice'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SMw9QDs0VFI/AAAAAAAAAPw/EqnIZVj_l7I/s72-c/mban1208l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-7764387705237650007</id><published>2008-08-22T09:46:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T10:00:24.122-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lesbian vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work and family'/><title type='text'>Where the hell have you been?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SK7UE_cvcQI/AAAAAAAAAPo/tunZfbqhmBQ/s1600-h/marathon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237356598895014146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SK7UE_cvcQI/AAAAAAAAAPo/tunZfbqhmBQ/s320/marathon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;where have we been?&lt;/div&gt;well here is our marathon summer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;end of school&lt;/div&gt;northampton pride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;recitals&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;boston pride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;atlanta pride - decided we might just be too old to go to so many prides!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;R Family Cruise to Canada - wow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;High School Musical Camp - zion was troy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Basketball camp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mini sports camp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 weeks of ballet camp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;built a store for one week in P-town for family week (okay that was a lot!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;landlord offered us the space to try for a few other weekends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;excited&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;scared&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;excited beat scared&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;drove back and forth from home to p-town 10,000 times (but loved every minute of it)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even the lack of sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got dog fixed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 kids in hip hop camp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;decided to commit to store in p-town for All of next summer (wow) come visit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(205 commercial street in the aquarium mall!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;made pregnancy belly cake for best friends baby blessing party&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kissed wife&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got rid of wife's crappy car and upgraded&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;drove to p-town one more time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saw friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;back to school shopping for the boy who grew out of everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bought a first day of kindergarten dress - not for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heard my daughter say fuck 3 times in a row - apparently kids do copy what they hear - oops!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;forgot school forms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;made MD appointments to do the forms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bought ballet shoes for two kids - men's sizes now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;planned next tattoo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;watched Torin begin to learn to read!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;didn't sleep enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;enjoyed some sun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have relief that wife is feeling great&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bought some kinda girly shoes for a wedding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and laughed a lot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and now we are back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;happy almost fall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-7764387705237650007?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/7764387705237650007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=7764387705237650007&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/7764387705237650007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/7764387705237650007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2008/08/where-hell-have-you-been.html' title='Where the hell have you been?'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SK7UE_cvcQI/AAAAAAAAAPo/tunZfbqhmBQ/s72-c/marathon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-6088314294576557073</id><published>2008-07-01T06:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T06:31:28.188-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adult only time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gay Pride'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time for parents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lesboian road trip'/><title type='text'>Road Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SGoSiMh3c1I/AAAAAAAAAPg/UddWKuOfGMQ/s1600-h/RoadTrip_v2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218003496950264658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SGoSiMh3c1I/AAAAAAAAAPg/UddWKuOfGMQ/s320/RoadTrip_v2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We are leaving for Gay Pride Atlanta&lt;br /&gt;We go to many prides each summer around the country&lt;br /&gt;normally, being moms&lt;br /&gt;we leave in the dark of night&lt;br /&gt;trimming any unneeded minute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;condensing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that the kids&lt;br /&gt;have little time&lt;br /&gt;without us&lt;br /&gt;we leave at midnight&lt;br /&gt;fly red eyes to LA&lt;br /&gt;work 14 hour days and then return with no sleep&lt;br /&gt;we leave lists and gifts and extra directions and love&lt;br /&gt;we worry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this year&lt;br /&gt;we decided&lt;br /&gt;mommies need time&lt;br /&gt;to love and play too!&lt;br /&gt;so instead of flying&lt;br /&gt;instead of red eyes&lt;br /&gt;instead of dashing and sweating and forgetting&lt;br /&gt;and losing our minds&lt;br /&gt;my wife and I are driving&lt;br /&gt;to Atlanta&lt;br /&gt;girls on a road trip&lt;br /&gt;Thelma and Louise&lt;br /&gt;without the guns and men and crashing off the cliffs thing&lt;br /&gt;we are taking time&lt;br /&gt;for us&lt;br /&gt;how novel eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I wrapped small gifts&lt;br /&gt;so each morning a small surprise they would have&lt;br /&gt;the house is full of food&lt;br /&gt;the notes are written&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but today - we will simply be women&lt;br /&gt;tattooed, windows down, music blaring&lt;br /&gt;in love&lt;br /&gt;road tripping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;travelin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and only worrying a tiny bit&lt;br /&gt;about the babies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take time&lt;br /&gt;for yourselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and come see us in Atlanta&lt;br /&gt;or on the R Family Cruise&lt;br /&gt;or in P-Town for Family Week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we will look more rested!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy pride!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-6088314294576557073?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/6088314294576557073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=6088314294576557073&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/6088314294576557073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/6088314294576557073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2008/07/road-trip.html' title='Road Trip'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SGoSiMh3c1I/AAAAAAAAAPg/UddWKuOfGMQ/s72-c/RoadTrip_v2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-6852217149551482169</id><published>2008-06-24T08:04:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T08:24:59.795-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='non inclusive companies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay forms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no parent space'/><title type='text'>do I look like I have a husband to you? - advice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SGDyErFeVSI/AAAAAAAAAPY/-Apg3RsMl4c/s1600-h/7.12.07+Download+375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215434530594116898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SGDyErFeVSI/AAAAAAAAAPY/-Apg3RsMl4c/s320/7.12.07+Download+375.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dear evolved moms: We have visited and applied to 3 preschools for our son. ALL of the forms for ALL of the school have applications which read mother and father. He has TWO DADS! Crossing off and filling in is just not enough. Can we send him to a school that cannot even handle this simple form change to be inclusive? Exasperated dads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Dads: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ugg&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;I hear ya. The polite answer is yes.&lt;br /&gt;you can send him&lt;br /&gt;but you will also need to do some education around these issues&lt;br /&gt;and about why they segregate and exclude &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;GL&lt;/span&gt; families&lt;br /&gt;Choose a school based on all of the issues&lt;br /&gt;the education, comfort and feel&lt;br /&gt;love to your child.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay - as I am not known for being polite&lt;br /&gt;here is my other answer&lt;br /&gt;I too and sick as hell&lt;br /&gt;of the laziness and arrogance and heterosexism&lt;br /&gt;that goes into moments like the ones you are dealing with&lt;br /&gt;Schools, camps and companies need to wake up&lt;br /&gt;and realize we all exist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times,&lt;br /&gt;when we do not feel like educating&lt;br /&gt;or as you say - crossing out and filling in&lt;br /&gt;why should we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I went to T-mobile&lt;br /&gt;to get my wife a new phone&lt;br /&gt;hers had broken&lt;br /&gt;It had been a long day&lt;br /&gt;I had two kids with me&lt;br /&gt;and the clerk said&lt;br /&gt;I was not an authorized user on the account&lt;br /&gt;I said we were legally married&lt;br /&gt;I had the Social security numbers and pins&lt;br /&gt;finally she said&lt;br /&gt;"your husband needs to come in to authorize you"&lt;br /&gt;i just snapped&lt;br /&gt;"DO I LOOK LIKE I HAVE A HUSBAND?&lt;br /&gt;GET REAL LADY, LOOK AT THIS FAMILY.&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS MASACHUSETTS FOR CHRISTS SAKE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes&lt;br /&gt;we just have to say it like it is&lt;br /&gt;not pussy foot around the issues&lt;br /&gt;speak your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I advocating yelling&lt;br /&gt;of course not&lt;br /&gt;there were clearly better roads I could have taken&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes&lt;br /&gt;you just need to speak your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'd love for our son to come here&lt;br /&gt;but our family needs to be included in all ways&lt;br /&gt;and that includes the forms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;kapeesh&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215434097828231122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SGDxre6C99I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/pXHJyeHlDHU/s320/474329650503_0_BG.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-6852217149551482169?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/6852217149551482169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=6852217149551482169&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/6852217149551482169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/6852217149551482169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2008/06/forms-and-gay-parents-advice.html' title='do I look like I have a husband to you? - advice'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SGDyErFeVSI/AAAAAAAAAPY/-Apg3RsMl4c/s72-c/7.12.07+Download+375.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-8162259917008848765</id><published>2008-06-17T07:59:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T08:28:51.291-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='should I parent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='is parenting hard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pros and cons of parenting'/><title type='text'>To parent or not to parent - advice to the unsure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SFe4gHT2VkI/AAAAAAAAAPI/ePiEMZQeJw8/s1600-h/pro+con.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212837955562264130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SFe4gHT2VkI/AAAAAAAAAPI/ePiEMZQeJw8/s320/pro+con.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At Boston Pride this weekend&lt;br /&gt;a lesbian couple&lt;br /&gt;came up to our booth to shop&lt;br /&gt;talk, get some advice&lt;br /&gt;They asked all the hard questions&lt;br /&gt;can you have it all?  how hard is parenting?  what do you give up?&lt;br /&gt;can you still have your time?  freedom? travel?&lt;br /&gt;do you ever regret having kids?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all chatted for a while&lt;br /&gt;one with Jessie, one with me, then all together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply put&lt;br /&gt;parenting is hard&lt;br /&gt;if you are good at it&lt;br /&gt;committed and dedicated&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;it is harder than just about anything you can possibly imagine&lt;br /&gt;and every parent&lt;br /&gt;wants to strangle their kids from time to time&lt;br /&gt;in the rough moments&lt;br /&gt;(Although most will deny that and I don't know why)&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;with that said&lt;br /&gt;we wouldn't change it for the world&lt;br /&gt;parenting is hard&lt;br /&gt;but it is also the most loving&lt;br /&gt;powerful, exhilarating roller coaster ride&lt;br /&gt;full of moments so wonderfully intense you cannot imagine&lt;br /&gt;little triumphs making your world a better place and&lt;br /&gt;giving you renewed hope in the universe and in humanity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife also made and amazing point&lt;br /&gt;and I totally agree&lt;br /&gt;that without being a parent&lt;br /&gt;or having a very significant roll with children&lt;br /&gt;one cannot fully evolve as an adult&lt;br /&gt;and mature&lt;br /&gt;and learn about ones self&lt;br /&gt;(she said it better)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screw the army&lt;br /&gt;this is the toughest job&lt;br /&gt;and it's all love&lt;br /&gt;and I would not change a thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evolved Mom - Stacey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-8162259917008848765?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/8162259917008848765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=8162259917008848765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/8162259917008848765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/8162259917008848765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2008/06/to-parent-or-not-to-parent-advice-to.html' title='To parent or not to parent - advice to the unsure'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SFe4gHT2VkI/AAAAAAAAAPI/ePiEMZQeJw8/s72-c/pro+con.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-4750333205361576101</id><published>2008-06-09T09:11:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T17:12:30.277-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skateboard park birthday cake  gay parents life lessons'/><title type='text'>no time is wasted</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SE0_0f3cdJI/AAAAAAAAAO4/mOODKmXPGbQ/s1600-h/Zion_8th_Bday_Party+164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209890515077330066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SE0_0f3cdJI/AAAAAAAAAO4/mOODKmXPGbQ/s320/Zion_8th_Bday_Party+164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When I was 17&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found a place where I belonged&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cambridge mass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;harvard square&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just outside the train station&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the pit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mohawks and nose rings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;skateboards and suspenders&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;london in america&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we looked angry and tough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we were really smushy and goofy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and happy and no one really knew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how soft we were inside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;none of us judged each other&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we were all different&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which made us all the same&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;runaways and rich kids&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gay and straight and virginal and unsure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and no one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cared&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if I was a tomboy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;blue haired&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;skateboarding girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;figuring myself out &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mother&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hated it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all of it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the kids&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the skateboarding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the tough look&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the separateness of it all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the difference&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was freedom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;acceptance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a place to work it all out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When my son's 8th birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was approaching&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I asked him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what kind of cake he wanted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a hip hop dance party AND&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A skateboard park cake &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;awesome I said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I happen to be an expert in that area&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No time in life is wasted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if we use each moment to the fullest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;as parents we must accept all our kids have to show us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;our job is to help them get to the next place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they need to be, where thay want to go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it is their journey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I just feel so blessed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that sometimes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;our adventures and life lessons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;intersect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;peace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209890239803491490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SE0_keZDBKI/AAAAAAAAAOw/27rOfa0iL4g/s320/Zion_8th_Bday_Party+230.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Please note, that although my shirt looks preppy - those small white dots are actually skulls and I stole the shirt from my son - so all is still cool)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-4750333205361576101?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/4750333205361576101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=4750333205361576101&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/4750333205361576101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/4750333205361576101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2008/06/no-time-is-wasted.html' title='no time is wasted'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SE0_0f3cdJI/AAAAAAAAAO4/mOODKmXPGbQ/s72-c/Zion_8th_Bday_Party+164.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-777438421683152282</id><published>2008-06-04T09:08:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T09:31:40.038-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay parenting parent juggling stress and parenting'/><title type='text'>super mom?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SEalbASOBJI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/J2SGdtO_nx0/s1600-h/supermom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208031902452024466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SEalbASOBJI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/J2SGdtO_nx0/s320/supermom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mommies and daddies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided&lt;br /&gt;are not allowed to pee&lt;br /&gt;We do not always get a shower&lt;br /&gt;we eat last&lt;br /&gt;get up from the table more&lt;br /&gt;sleep less&lt;br /&gt;work harder&lt;br /&gt;and wipe more shit&lt;br /&gt;than nurses and farmers combined&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommies and daddies&lt;br /&gt;needs&lt;br /&gt;are last in line&lt;br /&gt;and lets be honest&lt;br /&gt;sometimes&lt;br /&gt;it not the most fun job&lt;br /&gt;in the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this month I have not written as much as I wanted too&lt;br /&gt;bathed as much as I needed&lt;br /&gt;sat through a whole meal&lt;br /&gt;without being asked to get something else, or more, or different&lt;br /&gt;or had enough&lt;br /&gt;uninterrupted conversation&lt;br /&gt;with my wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on our anniversary (14th wedding)&lt;br /&gt;our daughter had the flu&lt;br /&gt;and was in the hospital&lt;br /&gt;ugg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then&lt;br /&gt;right when I had tried to blog&lt;br /&gt;for the 15th time&lt;br /&gt;tried to take a bath&lt;br /&gt;tried to get anything accomplished&lt;br /&gt;right when I was sure I was about to&lt;br /&gt;lose my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my daughter came in the room&lt;br /&gt;and planted a sugary sticky chocolate filled kiss&lt;br /&gt;right on my cheek&lt;br /&gt;and told me she loves having&lt;br /&gt;two mommies (and faries, horses, shells and our house!)&lt;br /&gt;then our son's ballet teacher e-mailed and&lt;br /&gt;told us how excellent he is doing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the world kind of froze in time&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly realized&lt;br /&gt;our dog no longer pulls on the leash when we walk him (which I hate)&lt;br /&gt;the sky watered the plants for me so I didn't have to&lt;br /&gt;and Jessie and I got to go to see&lt;br /&gt;the True Colors Tour in Boston&lt;br /&gt;stay out late&lt;br /&gt;and act like silly 18 year old love sick kids&lt;br /&gt;and no one fussed about us going&lt;br /&gt;even though it was last minute&lt;br /&gt;a sudden change&lt;br /&gt;a really late night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;I realized&lt;br /&gt;I didn't care&lt;br /&gt;If I never get to pee&lt;br /&gt;If I smell like crap&lt;br /&gt;If the kids whine&lt;br /&gt;or if the dog pees in the house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the best job&lt;br /&gt;in the freaking world&lt;br /&gt;being mom to our brood&lt;br /&gt;and our life&lt;br /&gt;is full&lt;br /&gt;of wet sticky gooey chocolaty kissing love&lt;br /&gt;which happens to be my favorite kind and the&lt;br /&gt;very best flavor&lt;br /&gt;and I wouldn't change a thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I am pulling my cape on&lt;br /&gt;and being super mom&lt;br /&gt;and flying the kids to school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to pee&lt;br /&gt;I have not showered&lt;br /&gt;but I am wearing one hell of a smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers to mothers day past and fathers day coming!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-777438421683152282?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/777438421683152282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=777438421683152282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/777438421683152282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/777438421683152282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2008/06/super-mom.html' title='super mom?'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SEalbASOBJI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/J2SGdtO_nx0/s72-c/supermom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-8304367984990335739</id><published>2008-04-22T13:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T17:49:44.527-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel and adoption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay passport process'/><title type='text'>passports - funny moments in gay parenting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SA4oavP7e5I/AAAAAAAAANw/SqzChrrGpe8/s1600-h/passport2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192131860229749650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SA4oavP7e5I/AAAAAAAAANw/SqzChrrGpe8/s400/passport2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have been hedging&lt;br /&gt;on getting passports done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It stresses me just thinking about it&lt;br /&gt;Gathering all of the adoption info&lt;br /&gt;Birth names&lt;br /&gt;Adoption certificates.&lt;br /&gt;That was so hard to get initially.&lt;br /&gt;So we hedge&lt;br /&gt;Can I really hand over those docs?&lt;br /&gt;I fear what they will ask us&lt;br /&gt;In this small town&lt;br /&gt;Of course,&lt;br /&gt;We have been waiting until the last possible moment&lt;br /&gt;We have a cruise in July – so this is it&lt;br /&gt;No wiggle room&lt;br /&gt;We load up the car&lt;br /&gt;Grumbly children on an errand&lt;br /&gt;The postal worker asks – are both parents present&lt;br /&gt;We both sigh – yup&lt;br /&gt;He kinda looks at us&lt;br /&gt;Dykey moms&lt;br /&gt;Black babies&lt;br /&gt;He goes back to work&lt;br /&gt;I get nervous&lt;br /&gt;Jessie is tense&lt;br /&gt;We fill out all pages&lt;br /&gt;With the eyes and hands of forensic scientists&lt;br /&gt;We will leave no space for error&lt;br /&gt;No room to deny us&lt;br /&gt;Place of birth, date of birth…&lt;br /&gt;Cross every T&lt;br /&gt;We walk up to the counter&lt;br /&gt;Pictures taken&lt;br /&gt;Two older white men behind the counter&lt;br /&gt;With the power&lt;br /&gt;One looks at us&lt;br /&gt;Okay ladies&lt;br /&gt;“Who want to be the father?” He smiles with a small smile&lt;br /&gt;"That would be me" I say&lt;br /&gt;I whisper to Jessie – "Honey I’m a daddy!"&lt;br /&gt;The other man&lt;br /&gt;Just looks at us&lt;br /&gt;And then said&lt;br /&gt;In a very serious voice&lt;br /&gt;“You’d think they could finally figure out a system that works for everyone by now eh, other agencies have"&lt;br /&gt;Have a good trip.&lt;br /&gt;I love people&lt;br /&gt;I love this town&lt;br /&gt;I laugh, we smile&lt;br /&gt;I’m a dad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-8304367984990335739?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/8304367984990335739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=8304367984990335739&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/8304367984990335739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/8304367984990335739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2008/04/passports-funny-moments-gay-parenting.html' title='passports - funny moments in gay parenting'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SA4oavP7e5I/AAAAAAAAANw/SqzChrrGpe8/s72-c/passport2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-7892032096552398947</id><published>2008-04-16T19:24:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T19:54:06.479-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother daughter dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay family traditional school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='father daughter dance'/><title type='text'>father-daughter dance - advice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SAaaz3JoZ5I/AAAAAAAAANo/OQeShqdSZx4/s1600-h/300_save_the_dance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190005836359427986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SAaaz3JoZ5I/AAAAAAAAANo/OQeShqdSZx4/s400/300_save_the_dance.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dear Evolved Moms: What do we do when the annual father-daughter dance arrives - and there is no dad? Two moms :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Two concerned Moms.&lt;br /&gt;This is a complicated one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say the best place to start is a place of understanding&lt;br /&gt;and a freaking big deep breath!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fighting a school is hard&lt;br /&gt;so if you are going to jump in&lt;br /&gt;have your eyes open and be ready to go all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My assumption, unless I am missing some facts in your situation&lt;br /&gt;is that the father daughter dance is a tradition&lt;br /&gt;brimming with good intentions,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Norman Rockwellian moments and yearbook photo ops&lt;br /&gt;no intent to exclude,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no intent to make things harder for you, for us&lt;br /&gt;for anyone different&lt;br /&gt;but unfortunately, like many school events, like most life events&lt;br /&gt;same-sex parented households, gay people, gay students, gay teachers&lt;br /&gt;and yes, unfortunately, children of gay and lesbian parents&lt;br /&gt;are and will be&lt;br /&gt;constructively and automatically&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excluded from many of these “traditional moments”&lt;br /&gt;life milestones&lt;br /&gt;at least until the world catches up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90% of the time&lt;br /&gt;the exclusion exists with no intent on the part of the school&lt;br /&gt;but also&lt;br /&gt;with no forethought either (how hard would it have been to assume someone could be excluded really? Or to think ahead of potential impacts – surely they knew you were there? Hmmm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadie Hawkin's dance, kissing booths, prom, sex ed, and yes,&lt;br /&gt;the historic father-daughter dances too, are long standing traditional school events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the purpose I suppose&lt;br /&gt;- to celebrate the parent-child relationship&lt;br /&gt;and the typical traditional father-daughter relationship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the events are&lt;br /&gt;loved, planned, feverishly waited for&lt;br /&gt;and yes – exclusive&lt;br /&gt;As you know.&lt;br /&gt;School administrators these days are playing a big game of catch up&lt;br /&gt;And at the same time, also playing politics,&lt;br /&gt;please the system,&lt;br /&gt;please the parents,&lt;br /&gt;please the teachers and&lt;br /&gt;don’t step on any toes in the process&lt;br /&gt;In the ever-changing America&lt;br /&gt;The game gets pretty complicated&lt;br /&gt;– I don’t envy the principals of today – but I also think they are often pretty wimpy where it counts and maybe it’s time they start hearing about it a bit, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certainly most are not spending their time&lt;br /&gt;sitting around debating and wondering:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;how does a gay student feel at our prom or will having a kissing booth make anyone feel uncomfortable or how would a gay family feel chaperoning at one of these dances? Or how does a lesbian teacher feels at part of my teaching team or what it is like to be a gay family in their school community?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the curriculum in most places is quite exclusive of diversity and gay families – luckily not in ours but in that regard I would bet we are an anomaly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would assume unfortunately&lt;br /&gt;That your school never saw this conversation coming&lt;br /&gt;After taking a BIG breath here is what I would do:&lt;br /&gt;I would broach it peacefully&lt;br /&gt;With an eye to awareness and education&lt;br /&gt;Looking for common ground and common understanding&lt;br /&gt;This dance does exclude lesbian-headed households - but many others as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I would start with normalizing:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the intent is to celebrate the parent-child relationship, can we expand that definition a bit?&lt;br /&gt;- Tell them the percentage of children in your area that are being raised by single moms,&lt;br /&gt;- number of families that have 2 moms or 2 dads&lt;br /&gt;- the percentage of kids living w/foster parents, grandparents or a sibling&lt;br /&gt;- family w/no daughters who are simply excluded by birth alone&lt;br /&gt;- all caring family who would love to participate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Next I would:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Give them a copy of -&lt;a href="http://familyequality.org/resources/publications/familiesandschools.pdf"&gt;Involved, Invisible, Ignored&lt;/a&gt; this can begin to help them understand what what it FEELS like to be a GLBT family in their community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Then I would ask about short term alternatives:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this year, can we?&lt;br /&gt;-Can we send a very important uncle?&lt;br /&gt;-or can a mom go?&lt;br /&gt;- Can we change the name to parent-child dance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If&lt;/em&gt; the climate feels good to you. Feels safe to you, I would also:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. Reach out to:&lt;/strong&gt; The PTA for support, and then&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;. Single moms at the school&lt;br /&gt;· Reach out to other same-sex parents&lt;br /&gt;· Look for all of our amazing allies in the non-gay community&lt;br /&gt;· Sound infinitely reasonable in all of your conversations with the school (even though you know they are being short-sighted, imbecilic and archaic – which if you are hitting roadblocks you know they are) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Unfortunately, one of the components that goes hand-in-hand with being gay, and especially being a gay parent, is education&lt;br /&gt;Acting in the realm of crisis&lt;br /&gt;Will make it a crisis&lt;br /&gt;And truthfully, once we throw out the gay card – people&lt;br /&gt;As we have learned over time&lt;br /&gt;Just simply become reactive&lt;br /&gt;Even when we are not. There lies the rub.&lt;br /&gt;Stay clear about your objectives&lt;br /&gt;Try to be flexible&lt;br /&gt;And be honest with your child about the goal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This sucks honey – lets see how we can make it fit for this dance and work on making it fabulous for next year. And truly – ask your child what they want.. If they even want to go, who they want to take them. If they want to go and they want you – why shouldn't you have the right to be there? Just make sure it is their fight.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, this is your kid's community &lt;/p&gt;you want to be &lt;strong&gt;reasonable first&lt;/strong&gt; – you don’t want to have your kid go to school each day in a world that is full of chaos.&lt;br /&gt;That said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When all else fails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;If no one will listen and you really feel this is your fight and this is your time&lt;br /&gt;When you have done everything reasonable, acted like a mature parent and concerned member of the community and feel that all roads have been blocked….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I would enlist some muscle&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Local media will scare the shit out of any red-blooded American principal&lt;br /&gt;Gay media will certainly always have your back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pflag.org/"&gt;Pflag&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.familyequality.org/"&gt;Family Equality&lt;/a&gt; have a well-respected, reasonable voice and presence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(great for bridge-building while still being scary!)&lt;br /&gt;And any local lesbian biker club would surely be happy to offer you a dramatic&lt;br /&gt;Ride to the event in question and I’m sure would be gallant escorts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you're lucky to be able to pass, like me&lt;br /&gt;you should adorn your most favorite coat and tie&lt;br /&gt;and simply smile as you say&lt;br /&gt;"hey, just trying to fit in"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please let us know how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is your new mantra&lt;br /&gt;Reasonable, respectable,&lt;br /&gt;rejected, rebuffed,&lt;br /&gt;react, radical,&lt;br /&gt;rebel, rejoice&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-7892032096552398947?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/7892032096552398947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=7892032096552398947&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/7892032096552398947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/7892032096552398947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2008/04/father-daughter-dance-advice.html' title='father-daughter dance - advice'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SAaaz3JoZ5I/AAAAAAAAANo/OQeShqdSZx4/s72-c/300_save_the_dance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-4078107929563705818</id><published>2008-04-13T16:19:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T16:39:04.831-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lesbian parents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gender rolls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay family at home'/><title type='text'>Perfect day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SAJ44XJoZ4I/AAAAAAAAANg/9a-lj-ZvWDk/s1600-h/skateboard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188842630366652290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SAJ44XJoZ4I/AAAAAAAAANg/9a-lj-ZvWDk/s400/skateboard.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am learning&lt;br /&gt;to put myself&lt;br /&gt;first&lt;br /&gt;prioritize&lt;br /&gt;things seem to fall in line&lt;br /&gt;when we worry less&lt;br /&gt;with time&lt;br /&gt;with distance&lt;br /&gt;I learned this month&lt;br /&gt;to turn off the e-mail before bed&lt;br /&gt;and not turn it on again&lt;br /&gt;until after&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy&lt;br /&gt;my rice crispies&lt;br /&gt;in peace&lt;br /&gt;They can wait....&lt;br /&gt;Life is seeming to fit&lt;br /&gt;struggle less&lt;br /&gt;breath seems easier&lt;br /&gt;This Saturday was amazing&lt;br /&gt;spring here in boston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 years ago&lt;br /&gt;in May&lt;br /&gt;Jessie and I were married&lt;br /&gt;My parents did not come to the wedding&lt;br /&gt;9 years ago we told my mother&lt;br /&gt;3 times&lt;br /&gt;on 3 separate occasions&lt;br /&gt;that we were adopting&lt;br /&gt;trans racially&lt;br /&gt;4 years ago, when marriage became legal&lt;br /&gt;she came&lt;br /&gt;On saturday&lt;br /&gt;I walked into a hardware store&lt;br /&gt;in my new town&lt;br /&gt;to by rope (the really expensive purple kind)&lt;br /&gt;and left Torin and my mother in the car&lt;br /&gt;when I returned&lt;br /&gt;my mother was reading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Family-Alphabet-Book-Bobbie-Combs/dp/0967446813"&gt;a gay family ABC &lt;/a&gt;book to my bi-racial daughter&lt;br /&gt;without skipping a beat&lt;br /&gt;"My mommies always choose vanilla, but I like chocolate best" she read&lt;br /&gt;wow&lt;br /&gt;time&lt;br /&gt;Saturday&lt;br /&gt;my kids spend the day swinging from a new rope swing&lt;br /&gt;my parents worked on a new tree house for them&lt;br /&gt;jessie's body did not hurt&lt;br /&gt;in fact she hammered and climbed and soccered with the rest of us, amazing&lt;br /&gt;Torin told us she hates ballet - that it's only "for boys!"&lt;br /&gt;and Zion walked though the supermarket&lt;br /&gt;with his face deep in a pink disney princess book&lt;br /&gt;not even aware that many parents would shun&lt;br /&gt;such behavior&lt;br /&gt;silly limits and rules, makes me kinda laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flowers bloom&lt;br /&gt;positive light grows stronger&lt;br /&gt;karma&lt;br /&gt;life is good&lt;br /&gt;what a perfect day&lt;br /&gt;I am truly blessed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-4078107929563705818?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/4078107929563705818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=4078107929563705818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/4078107929563705818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/4078107929563705818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2008/04/perfect-day.html' title='Perfect day'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/SAJ44XJoZ4I/AAAAAAAAANg/9a-lj-ZvWDk/s72-c/skateboard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-5465095335703229991</id><published>2008-04-11T09:49:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T10:09:19.416-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day dads'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='safe towns for gay families'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay in atlants'/><title type='text'>Dodgeball - advice to dads in Atlanta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R_967VvBc1I/AAAAAAAAANY/ZMdYnaNXjKY/s1600-h/dodgeball4jv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188000455619343186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R_967VvBc1I/AAAAAAAAANY/ZMdYnaNXjKY/s400/dodgeball4jv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Evolved Moms: My husband and I are looking at a few new areas in Atlanta to move to so our kids have access to a better school system. As gay dads what are some ways we can feel out the neighborhood and know if its welcoming to us? Pop and Papa (dads of 4 boys!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Pop and Papa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be honest&lt;br /&gt;life as gay parents&lt;br /&gt;is like dodge ball in 4th grade&lt;br /&gt;you walk out onto the field&lt;br /&gt;if you are chosen first&lt;br /&gt;you know&lt;br /&gt;your peers think you&lt;br /&gt;are cool and unique&lt;br /&gt;and will have your back&lt;br /&gt;instantly&lt;br /&gt;If you are chosen last&lt;br /&gt;with hesitation&lt;br /&gt;with fear and regret&lt;br /&gt;beware&lt;br /&gt;you are about to get nailed&lt;br /&gt;from all sides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My advice&lt;br /&gt;walk out on the filed&lt;br /&gt;hold hands&lt;br /&gt;walk though the school&lt;br /&gt;smile and be very&lt;br /&gt;open and out&lt;br /&gt;be who you truly are&lt;br /&gt;If folks come to you&lt;br /&gt;look you in the eyes&lt;br /&gt;say appropriate things&lt;br /&gt;you are on the A team&lt;br /&gt;no worries&lt;br /&gt;and can rest and visist and be social&lt;br /&gt;in most any backyard in that neighborhood&lt;br /&gt;as well as the PTA&lt;br /&gt;and know support is with you.&lt;br /&gt;If you feel eyes on you&lt;br /&gt;notice discomfort&lt;br /&gt;secret whispers&lt;br /&gt;a shift in the air&lt;br /&gt;duck,&lt;br /&gt;kickball at 9:00!&lt;br /&gt;I know life is not this simple&lt;br /&gt;But finding a safe home really is&lt;br /&gt;Unless you are willing to educate everyday&lt;br /&gt;defend&lt;br /&gt;question&lt;br /&gt;and worry&lt;br /&gt;everyday&lt;br /&gt;then find a place when you can just be at peace&lt;br /&gt;and be one family in the community&lt;br /&gt;not one &lt;em&gt;different&lt;/em&gt; family&lt;br /&gt;or one &lt;em&gt;novel&lt;/em&gt; family (even though I know you are special!)&lt;br /&gt;We live in the burbs - horse country!&lt;br /&gt;but we really tested it out first&lt;br /&gt;we walked to town&lt;br /&gt;played with our African American kids at the playground&lt;br /&gt;asked questions&lt;br /&gt;Are there bigots here?&lt;br /&gt;Sure, they are everywhere - that's life&lt;br /&gt;but here they are polite and keep their comments to them selves&lt;br /&gt;Difference exists and always will&lt;br /&gt;but you deserve peace&lt;br /&gt;as do your boys&lt;br /&gt;Pick a town where you know&lt;br /&gt;you can all go to the ice cream shop&lt;br /&gt;holding hands&lt;br /&gt;or to the 4th of July parade as a family&lt;br /&gt;and just look at the floats&lt;br /&gt;not looking over your shoulder&lt;br /&gt;every moment&lt;br /&gt;for the impending sting of the ball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Evolved Mom - Stacey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-5465095335703229991?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/5465095335703229991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=5465095335703229991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/5465095335703229991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/5465095335703229991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2008/04/dodgeball-advice-to-dads-in-atlanta.html' title='Dodgeball - advice to dads in Atlanta'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R_967VvBc1I/AAAAAAAAANY/ZMdYnaNXjKY/s72-c/dodgeball4jv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-2427356009619595917</id><published>2008-04-06T08:42:00.021-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T19:30:40.542-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sperm allergy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lesbian pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lesbian insemination'/><title type='text'>Sperm Allergy - Advice to a yucked out mama to be</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R_jTtN1AM8I/AAAAAAAAANQ/zXhBgWo4V3Q/s1600-h/donated_sperm.big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186127744676672450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R_jTtN1AM8I/AAAAAAAAANQ/zXhBgWo4V3Q/s400/donated_sperm.big.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Evolved Moms: Do u think someone can be allergic to sperm? I know it's crazy but each time I go for an insemination session (4th month of trying) I feel totally gross, yucky and eventually itchy. Almost like a yeast infection. Am I crazy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Spermophobe: So, science first. There are actually a minority of people in the world who are allergic to sperm. According to &lt;a href="http://www.estronaut.com/a/semen_allergy.htm"&gt;Estronaut&lt;/a&gt; a web forum focusing on women's heath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Like just about any other substance, it is possible to be allergic to semen. An allergic reaction is the result of the immune system overreacting to a foreign substance. The immune system recognizes the presence of something that is not part of the body, and it rushes to the location where the unfamiliar material is detected."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the record, actually being blessed with this allergy is &lt;strong&gt;extremely&lt;/strong&gt; rare. So if you really believe this might be true, please go get checked out by your GYN and rule it out&lt;br /&gt;before you read on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now that you know you are not actually allergic to the nasty little suckers, let me offer you an alternative perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are like me&lt;br /&gt;or really like any other&lt;br /&gt;red-blooded American&lt;br /&gt;dyke on the planet&lt;br /&gt;the idea of sperm completely freaks you out&lt;br /&gt;you imagine creepy little faces swimming angrily in the test tube&lt;br /&gt;and each and every little fishy&lt;br /&gt;reminds you of the one time&lt;br /&gt;you actually touched&lt;br /&gt;or was close to having&lt;br /&gt;to touch or see&lt;br /&gt;an actual penis in high school&lt;br /&gt;behind the bleachers&lt;br /&gt;or playing truth or dare&lt;br /&gt;or for me the memory is of larry's club house&lt;br /&gt;on a rainy Saturday after Hebrew school&lt;br /&gt;at 13&lt;br /&gt;To be honest&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't even type the word semen in this blog&lt;br /&gt;I had to cut and paste it so I didn't have to&lt;br /&gt;...shit .....I just wrote it... AHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to the point.&lt;br /&gt;I think you have a big case of the Lezzies&lt;br /&gt;look, sperm just ain't in our world, let alone our bodies!&lt;br /&gt;totally normal and nothing to panic about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so without even charging you for an office visit&lt;br /&gt;I have the perfect prescription for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Focus with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you want a baby with your wife&lt;br /&gt;and, at least for now&lt;br /&gt;try and try as you might (hee hee)&lt;br /&gt;you just can't get her pregnant on your own&lt;br /&gt;so you need something to get the ball rolling right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our 5 year old daughter&lt;br /&gt;wanted to hear her birth story&lt;br /&gt;after hearing her brother's adoption story&lt;br /&gt;we told her we needed a special chemical&lt;br /&gt;that a woman's body needs to make a baby&lt;br /&gt;and the&lt;br /&gt;doctor put it in mommy&lt;br /&gt;and she began growing&lt;br /&gt;and that is all you need&lt;br /&gt;simple as that&lt;br /&gt;all sperm is&lt;br /&gt;is a faceless&lt;br /&gt;non-scary&lt;br /&gt;non-childhood adolescent memory&lt;br /&gt;chemical&lt;br /&gt;to help you create your family.&lt;br /&gt;Just like cars need gas to go&lt;br /&gt;we need this awesome chemical called sperm&lt;br /&gt;to get us moving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So focus on the result&lt;br /&gt;and I bet the itch will go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evolved Mom - Stacey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-2427356009619595917?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/2427356009619595917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=2427356009619595917&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/2427356009619595917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/2427356009619595917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2008/04/sperm-allergy-advice-to-yucked-out-mama.html' title='Sperm Allergy - Advice to a yucked out mama to be'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R_jTtN1AM8I/AAAAAAAAANQ/zXhBgWo4V3Q/s72-c/donated_sperm.big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-745958599332017393</id><published>2008-04-03T11:05:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T11:50:47.413-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parent in the closet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='out to child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay parents'/><title type='text'>One Love - Advice to a closeted mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R_UGZt1AM5I/AAAAAAAAAM0/VZ2wRUzjXN4/s1600-h/one_love.small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185057584855397266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px" height="240" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R_UGZt1AM5I/AAAAAAAAAM0/VZ2wRUzjXN4/s400/one_love.small.jpg" width="255" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dear Evolved Moms: What is the best way to come out to your children? Mine are 7 and 5 and they have already been asking questions and want to see me kiss my girlfriend. I have explained a little bit to them. I told them that i liked girls...the kissing kind of like. They kind of understand, or so i thought. My daughter said, I'm gay because i like girls. like my friends at school and you... So i need some help explaining exactly what it means to be gay. Thanks &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Closeted Mom:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in whatever way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a kid can understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;believe me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they get it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kids are super sensitive to difference&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and wanting to fit in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They know your family looks different&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and that had to not only be okay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but you need to be in charge of making it &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;almost a non issue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so when the comments fly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in 5th grade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or even when a curious 6 year old asks your kids where their daddy is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they can have a cool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;non-defensive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and confident answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is no room and no air to grow a family - in a closet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think all they need is love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and a little bit of exposure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the right words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and they will get it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our kids are the same ages&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But they have never had a day, when we weren't out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not about flaunting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its about living naturally&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;organically&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and letting them see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that you are proud of who you are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have told our kids&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our love is the same love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as other mommies and daddies have for each other&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They know the words gay and lesbian-they say them loud at times &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- even louder than we might be ready for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"hey mom? Is she gay" - they bellow across the park&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We tell them that there are all kinds of love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we make sure to have many kid &lt;a href="http://www.twolives.com/"&gt;appropriate books&lt;/a&gt; that show &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;families like ours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We go to gay family events from time to time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Contact &lt;a href="http://www.familyequality.org/"&gt;Family Equality&lt;/a&gt; to see what is in your area&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the only important thing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is to be open and honest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teach them to be proud of you and of themselves by example&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you have nothing to hide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and kids are funny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes they really get it and don't need to know more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they will ask you if they do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In our house &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we have hot a whole new level&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes the kids seem sad when I say &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- you know guys, you might not be gay and that's okay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we will love you like crazy no matter what you are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and no matter who you love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be open - be proud - teach pride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Evolved mama - Stacey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-745958599332017393?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/745958599332017393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=745958599332017393&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/745958599332017393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/745958599332017393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2008/04/one-love-advice-to-closeted-mom.html' title='One Love - Advice to a closeted mom'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R_UGZt1AM5I/AAAAAAAAAM0/VZ2wRUzjXN4/s72-c/one_love.small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-9132869950352226682</id><published>2008-03-31T19:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T19:26:11.845-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homophobia at school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homophobic parents'/><title type='text'>A place for everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R_GATt1AM3I/AAAAAAAAAMo/UZSDIGP3xF0/s1600-h/tux+camping+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184065722287928178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R_GATt1AM3I/AAAAAAAAAMo/UZSDIGP3xF0/s400/tux+camping+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has come to my attention that some newer visitors to this blog were offended by my recent post about homophobia at our children’s school. So offended that they found it necessary to find read, print, discuss, distribute and introduce it to the headmaster of my children’s elementary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps we should first discuss what a blog is, maybe that would help our new readers have some context for my last rant, and all of my previous years of rants, advice and poetic comments of participatory journalism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wikipedia defines a blog as:&lt;br /&gt;(an abridgment of the term web log) a website where entries are commonly displayed in reverse chronological order. "Blog" can also be used as a verb, meaning to maintain or add content to a blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many blogs provide commentary or news on a particular subject; others function as more personal online diaries. A typical blog combines text, images, and links to other blogs, web pages, and other media related to its topic. The ability for readers to leave comments in an interactive format is an important part of many blogs. Most blogs are primarily textual, although some focus on art (&lt;a title="Artlog (page does not exist)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Artlog&amp;amp;action=edit&amp;amp;redlink=1"&gt;artlog&lt;/a&gt;), photographs (photoblog), sketchblog, videos (vlog), music (MP3 blog), audio (podcasting) are part of a wider network of social media. Micro-blogging is another type of blogging which consists of blogs with very short posts. As of December 2007, blog search engine Technorati was tracking more than 112 million blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each blog has it’s own raison d’etre if you will. Ours has always been to create and provide a space, a community for gay and lesbian parents to connect, find comfort, seek advice and share stories - commonality. A place for opinioned rants – mine, as the heading clearly states – and most importantly, a place to fit, complain, come together. And all who love, all who want to learn, all who are open are welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, perhaps we should also discuss what is and is not appropriate when dealing with conflict - in a child’s educational setting – in THAT context and environment and also in a separate media editorial blog context.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see&lt;br /&gt;I was SHOCKED when I received a call from the school&lt;br /&gt;Asking me to meet with the headmaster&lt;br /&gt;Telling me a family had read my blog and was upset&lt;br /&gt;In fact one family had informed another of the blog…&lt;br /&gt;So then there were two…&lt;br /&gt;Worlds collided&lt;br /&gt;There is a time, place and way to be in all contexts&lt;br /&gt;Like when you are at work and a colleague introduces a political joke, or over personal conversation. Very uncomfortable – because the two just don’t fit together. I believe there are appropriate places and times to discuss these issues. When I go to work I wear a suit, cover my tattoos and take out my eyebrow ring. Life has its uniforms and frankly I am ok with most them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog&lt;br /&gt;My blog&lt;br /&gt;Has a purpose&lt;br /&gt;An audience&lt;br /&gt;A place that it fits&lt;br /&gt;A need that it fills&lt;br /&gt;An importance&lt;br /&gt;Not just for myself but for many – internationally&lt;br /&gt;Gay families need places to feel – discuss – share and connect&lt;br /&gt;To feel free to express&lt;br /&gt;Uninhibited&lt;br /&gt;Unafraid&lt;br /&gt;Just as coats and ties have a place&lt;br /&gt;There is a modality to blogging and ranting that differs from the&lt;br /&gt;Office modality, the subway way of being and the elementary school modes of communication and language.&lt;br /&gt;Look – you don’t wear a tuxedo to go mountain climbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When discussing this incident of homophobia at our school&lt;br /&gt;I did not wear the activist hat&lt;br /&gt;I did not use the radical voice&lt;br /&gt;Or the advocate mantra&lt;br /&gt;My hat was MOM&lt;br /&gt;And I speak and spoke with an eye to my kids&lt;br /&gt;And a community that I cherish and greatly feel blessed by.&lt;br /&gt;I would NEVER introduce this mode&lt;br /&gt;Blogging mode&lt;br /&gt;of language into our school&lt;br /&gt;Everything has a place – a uniform if you will&lt;br /&gt;And coming from the side of difference&lt;br /&gt;Of oppression&lt;br /&gt;Of “other” for so long&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I understand these rules better than most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We chose to handle this situation maturely&lt;br /&gt;With an understanding of people’s processes&lt;br /&gt;Kid gloves&lt;br /&gt;An eye to, yes, educate&lt;br /&gt;But as organically as possible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose to share this incident on my blog&lt;br /&gt;Because it is relevant&lt;br /&gt;And important&lt;br /&gt;And allows dialogue and learning&lt;br /&gt;And a place for me to vent - which was quite needed&lt;br /&gt;And this is exactly the type of moment that&lt;br /&gt;I have written about&lt;br /&gt;and answered questions about for years&lt;br /&gt;Unchanged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now&lt;br /&gt;Another&lt;br /&gt;Has introduced&lt;br /&gt;My professional activist voice and language&lt;br /&gt;My external poetry&lt;br /&gt;Into the mom, child, educational arena&lt;br /&gt;And is condemning my language&lt;br /&gt;In that arena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not naive&lt;br /&gt;I know that what I write is public&lt;br /&gt;We are syndicated&lt;br /&gt;If you Google&lt;br /&gt;“my daddy’s name is donor” (one of our T’s)&lt;br /&gt;Every conservative site across the net has an article condemning us&lt;br /&gt;And I value the dialogue&lt;br /&gt;I value the challenge&lt;br /&gt;Frankly I value the publicity - can’t hurt eh?&lt;br /&gt;I expect it in the world&lt;br /&gt;And in All appropriate contexts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am shocked however&lt;br /&gt;And I find myself feeling violated and invaded&lt;br /&gt;That parents at our school&lt;br /&gt;Chose to expend time and energy&lt;br /&gt;Seek out, find, read, print, discuss, complain about and&lt;br /&gt;Then bring to the headmaster of our school&lt;br /&gt;Out of the context of the full blog&lt;br /&gt;This one entry&lt;br /&gt;And condemn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The writing was done appropriately in context&lt;br /&gt;Where it fits&lt;br /&gt;It is the bringing of my writing&lt;br /&gt;Where the violation exists for me&lt;br /&gt;Why were they even reading this blog?&lt;br /&gt;Clearly not for advice or to purchase gay baby clothing for their kids&lt;br /&gt;I did not ever intend for this to occur&lt;br /&gt;Good god&lt;br /&gt;Imagine if all of our writings&lt;br /&gt;All of our political views and biases&lt;br /&gt;Our communications at work&lt;br /&gt;Poetry we published in college&lt;br /&gt;from our church sermons to graffiti&lt;br /&gt;Our first novels depicting our hard childhoods to&lt;br /&gt;Letters to the editor of People&lt;br /&gt;Imagine if all of these were brought before all of our peers&lt;br /&gt;In all contexts&lt;br /&gt;My, that would be pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so very disappointed&lt;br /&gt;That this occurred&lt;br /&gt;No parent spoke to us directly – as we did out of respect for them&lt;br /&gt;And look, conflicts will arise&lt;br /&gt;Disagreements occur and discussion about them is&lt;br /&gt;Of utmost importance&lt;br /&gt;And how they are handled lays the groundwork for the future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in this case&lt;br /&gt;what did they seek to accomplish?&lt;br /&gt;To silence us?&lt;br /&gt;Remove us?&lt;br /&gt;Cover up our concerns and erase them?&lt;br /&gt;hide their embarrassment?&lt;br /&gt;Did they assume the headmaster would agree with them?&lt;br /&gt;Gang up with them and bully us into silence&lt;br /&gt;Did they expect the school to participate in quieting us&lt;br /&gt;In our external editorial?&lt;br /&gt;How distressing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our school howeveras always&lt;br /&gt;Acted with grace and care&lt;br /&gt;And a huge dose of support and respect for&lt;br /&gt;Our kids - our family - all families&lt;br /&gt;Diversity&lt;br /&gt;The administrators engaged in a deliberate&lt;br /&gt;Open dialogue with us&lt;br /&gt;And we are grateful for that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The issue for the kids is resolved&lt;br /&gt;But we have no closure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now here is the rub&lt;br /&gt;There is now&lt;br /&gt;A palpable level of discomfort at school&lt;br /&gt;Once our haven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are talking – as people do&lt;br /&gt;We handled this situation perfectly calmly maturely&lt;br /&gt;Thought it was done&lt;br /&gt;And yet it is not over&lt;br /&gt;We now do not know who to trust&lt;br /&gt;Who are our friends?&lt;br /&gt;Our allies&lt;br /&gt;Or at least the folks who are open to us or learning more&lt;br /&gt;Who will now become closed to us&lt;br /&gt;Due to this&lt;br /&gt;Due to gossip&lt;br /&gt;Due to discomfort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We feel violated (weren’t we already wronged once in this already?)&lt;br /&gt;We feel somewhat stifled and edited&lt;br /&gt;And now we must be defensive&lt;br /&gt;And wonder what folks think&lt;br /&gt;Who they are talking to&lt;br /&gt;Again we must feel “different”&lt;br /&gt;Must I worry each time I post of who I will please and anger in each phrase?&lt;br /&gt;Of who is reading this blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why come here?&lt;br /&gt;Why read&lt;br /&gt;If our blog does not fit your world view&lt;br /&gt;If you are easily offended&lt;br /&gt;there are 47 million other blogs&lt;br /&gt;Just click and you will be freed from our liberal&lt;br /&gt;Opinionated blathering&lt;br /&gt;If I choose to listen to Imus&lt;br /&gt;Or Dr. Laura or Rush&lt;br /&gt;I am not shocked when I find I am offended&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am at a complete loss now&lt;br /&gt;Mitigated only by the fact&lt;br /&gt;That our children went to school the next day&lt;br /&gt;Skipping&lt;br /&gt;Blissfully unaware and unpoisoned&lt;br /&gt;By all of this chaos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife said to me&lt;br /&gt;What is important&lt;br /&gt;Is our love&lt;br /&gt;Helping to raise our amazing kids&lt;br /&gt;And being blessed to be able to educate and help the world&lt;br /&gt;So be it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-9132869950352226682?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/9132869950352226682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=9132869950352226682&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/9132869950352226682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/9132869950352226682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2008/03/place-for-everything.html' title='A place for everything'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R_GATt1AM3I/AAAAAAAAAMo/UZSDIGP3xF0/s72-c/tux+camping+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-3318677912738663026</id><published>2008-03-30T20:01:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T20:22:26.662-05:00</updated><title type='text'>baby sage turns 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R_A4T91AM0I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/L9DMMhF_9jo/s1600-h/cake+side.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183705086768984898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R_A4T91AM0I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/L9DMMhF_9jo/s400/cake+side.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took longer to make the cake&lt;br /&gt;than to make Torin Sage&lt;br /&gt;first try at the GYN office&lt;br /&gt;and 5 days later&lt;br /&gt;Jessie was nauseous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took longer to design the cake&lt;br /&gt;choose the ingredients&lt;br /&gt;cut the shapes&lt;br /&gt;than to narrow down on the donor&lt;br /&gt;we knew in an instant&lt;br /&gt;which one was right&lt;br /&gt;and magical&lt;br /&gt;and for us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took longer to mix and bake&lt;br /&gt;decorate (yup it's all edible)&lt;br /&gt;assemble&lt;br /&gt;and color&lt;br /&gt;than for Torin to be born&lt;br /&gt;The cake was 72 hours of labor&lt;br /&gt;Jessie was in labor for only a hellish 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R_A4MN1AMzI/AAAAAAAAAMI/7CEqvOTMls8/s1600-h/cake+top.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183704953624998706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R_A4MN1AMzI/AAAAAAAAAMI/7CEqvOTMls8/s400/cake+top.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can it be&lt;br /&gt;that the miracle of our daughter&lt;br /&gt;took less time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think of families who do not cherish&lt;br /&gt;do not respect&lt;br /&gt;do not dote on their babies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day with Torin is a miracle&lt;br /&gt;magical&lt;br /&gt;and a blessing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cherish your little ones&lt;br /&gt;bake them cakes of doggies and lakes&lt;br /&gt;give them the world&lt;br /&gt;show them it's beauty&lt;br /&gt;so that they can pass on the&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;to their children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah family&lt;br /&gt;ah love&lt;br /&gt;that's how to change the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one magical cake at a time&lt;br /&gt;(Zion wants a skate board park cake - goddess help me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday Torin Sage!&lt;br /&gt;thanks for picking us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R_A4gN1AM1I/AAAAAAAAAMY/yRLP5JGtB_I/s1600-h/t+in+a+bag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183705297222382418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R_A4gN1AM1I/AAAAAAAAAMY/yRLP5JGtB_I/s400/t+in+a+bag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R_A4td1AM2I/AAAAAAAAAMg/jkxo9n44aFo/s1600-h/5+at+bedtime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183705524855649122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R_A4td1AM2I/AAAAAAAAAMg/jkxo9n44aFo/s400/5+at+bedtime.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-3318677912738663026?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/3318677912738663026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=3318677912738663026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/3318677912738663026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/3318677912738663026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2008/03/baby-sage-turns-5.html' title='baby sage turns 5'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R_A4T91AM0I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/L9DMMhF_9jo/s72-c/cake+side.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-3051692416214552558</id><published>2008-03-25T07:16:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T18:04:20.559-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homophobia at school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homophobic parents'/><title type='text'>homophobia begins at home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R-jtT91AMyI/AAAAAAAAAMA/QoO86VN8pNs/s1600-h/homophobia.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181652298559927074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R-jtT91AMyI/AAAAAAAAAMA/QoO86VN8pNs/s400/homophobia.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Private schools&lt;br /&gt;have 2 weeks of vacation&lt;br /&gt;in a row!&lt;br /&gt;After preparing for a week&lt;br /&gt;it seems to take a week for the kids to settle in&lt;br /&gt;they miss their routine&lt;br /&gt;their friends&lt;br /&gt;one week of play&lt;br /&gt;and then another to&lt;br /&gt;orient them back&lt;br /&gt;to the world.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our world came with a bit of a bummer moment this week&lt;br /&gt;1st day back from break&lt;br /&gt;my son&lt;br /&gt;in his crunchy private school&lt;br /&gt;was exposed to big batch of home grown homophobia&lt;br /&gt;really the worst kind - or maybe the only kind&lt;br /&gt;a girl in his class, a friend actually&lt;br /&gt;told Zion that two moms can't actually have a child&lt;br /&gt;so that means that "his family tree is broken"&lt;br /&gt;and that "we broke it!"&lt;br /&gt;she went on in her monologue to tell him why having a dad is better than 2 moms&lt;br /&gt;"dads play sports with you and let you play with toy guns!"&lt;br /&gt;Ahh where to begin&lt;br /&gt;Here is what we did &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dykes love sports and we can kick your dads ass at any sport any time anywhere&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Idiots play with guns and even bigger idiots lets their kids play with them&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Zion is adopted - a straight family could not handle having a baby and chose us to raise him - guess their tree is broken honey - we had the power to make a tree with ovaries only -now that's power!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jessie, my wife did call her parents with the hope of offering some language to help their daughter understand. Jessie did not blame. She actually said that their child was not bulling and that she just wanted to be helpful.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dad - our daughter has never known anyone like this and "alternative lifestyles" are new to HER. And she "did not learn this at home"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jessie spoke to the mom at drop off today - Mom was frozen and clearly not understanding why we were still discussing it. In a panic to end talking to the lesbian she stated repeatedly "we will talk to her"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Luckily for us the school rocks and today the teacher will read Tango and few other books that might help.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The teachers will begin to educate the child whose parents raised her and trained her and taught her to limit, judge and look down upon others&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we have our work cut out for us people&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;lets get out there and fight&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;love, S &amp;amp; J&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-3051692416214552558?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/3051692416214552558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=3051692416214552558&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/3051692416214552558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/3051692416214552558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2008/03/homophobia-begins-at-home.html' title='homophobia begins at home'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R-jtT91AMyI/AAAAAAAAAMA/QoO86VN8pNs/s72-c/homophobia.1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-6891706828251514379</id><published>2008-02-25T10:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T11:03:40.261-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='son of lesbian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay or straight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='labels'/><title type='text'>Stray</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R8Lk98VMlJI/AAAAAAAAAL4/hg6Qp4PSL_4/s1600-h/stray.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170947074992936082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R8Lk98VMlJI/AAAAAAAAAL4/hg6Qp4PSL_4/s400/stray.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;our kids were looking at buttons they bought in New York&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on vacation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My daughter who is almost five&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pointed to one which read&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"hate is not a family value" and confidently read it to us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"GAY" she said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then she pointed to a rainbow one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"GAY" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then to one which said "I love my gay family"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"GAY"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she said again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jessie, my wife pointed to herself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"GAY" she said with a laugh&lt;br /&gt;Zion, now almost 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then pointed to himself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"GAY" he said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"no wait"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"straight" he said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"no wait"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Mommy, I am a STRAY"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's what you are when you don't know yet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you are straight or gay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I am a STRAY"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;happy as punch he skipped away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;very pleased with his new title&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"don't know yet"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You just have to love this live&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't ya?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-6891706828251514379?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/6891706828251514379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=6891706828251514379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/6891706828251514379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/6891706828251514379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2008/02/stray.html' title='Stray'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R8Lk98VMlJI/AAAAAAAAAL4/hg6Qp4PSL_4/s72-c/stray.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-2909146473161815769</id><published>2008-02-17T15:45:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T16:40:51.796-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lesbian mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CLINTON OBAMA GAY FAMILYIES ENDORSEMENT'/><title type='text'>clinton or obama? - advice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R7idN8VMlII/AAAAAAAAALw/_iDmmgCy6zk/s1600-h/clinton-obama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168053435266536578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R7idN8VMlII/AAAAAAAAALw/_iDmmgCy6zk/s400/clinton-obama.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Evolved Moms: So what do we do? 2 great candidates. one african american and one woman. How great but how do we choose? Undecided in Ohio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Undecided:&lt;br /&gt;Before the Massachusetts primary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got a call&lt;br /&gt;from our neighbor across the street&lt;br /&gt;She was calling for obama&lt;br /&gt;and assumed&lt;br /&gt;that as we have black children&lt;br /&gt;that he was our man&lt;br /&gt;Several people have also assumed&lt;br /&gt;that we are for hilary&lt;br /&gt;because we are women&lt;br /&gt;and honestly I am offended&lt;br /&gt;that those who know us&lt;br /&gt;albeit not close frinds&lt;br /&gt;assume that we would make any desicions based solely on race or gender&lt;br /&gt;On top of all of our opintions and concerns and worries&lt;br /&gt;you bet I'd love to have a black man or a woman at the helm&lt;br /&gt;hell yes I would&lt;br /&gt;and how wonderful to have these choices!&lt;br /&gt;But for me this is not about&lt;br /&gt;race or gender&lt;br /&gt;and I do have an opinion&lt;br /&gt;after research and struggle&lt;br /&gt;after looking at the history&lt;br /&gt;after weighing and balancing issues&lt;br /&gt;for my house it's hilary&lt;br /&gt;but not because she 's a woman&lt;br /&gt;although that adds a nice element to it all&lt;br /&gt;her stance on healthcare&lt;br /&gt;don't ask don't tell&lt;br /&gt;her lack of religious and proselytizing rhetoric&lt;br /&gt;for me&lt;br /&gt;politics&lt;br /&gt;should not be religious&lt;br /&gt;that's my line&lt;br /&gt;no gender or race assumption&lt;br /&gt;just what feel's right in this house&lt;br /&gt;if obama gets the nomination&lt;br /&gt;we would be there for him&lt;br /&gt;both choices after all&lt;br /&gt;are amazing&lt;br /&gt;but I hope for hilary&lt;br /&gt;her experience&lt;br /&gt;her power&lt;br /&gt;it's her time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that helps&lt;br /&gt;Evolved Mom Stacey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-2909146473161815769?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/2909146473161815769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=2909146473161815769&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/2909146473161815769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/2909146473161815769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2008/02/clinton-or-obama-advice.html' title='clinton or obama? - advice'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R7idN8VMlII/AAAAAAAAALw/_iDmmgCy6zk/s72-c/clinton-obama.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-1593809439062900370</id><published>2008-02-03T08:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T09:58:03.082-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family names'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby names'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='powerful names'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay parents'/><title type='text'>naming the baby - advice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R6XMiaHUgMI/AAAAAAAAALg/EYwwEqYaiGQ/s1600-h/zion+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162757439347785922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R6XMiaHUgMI/AAAAAAAAALg/EYwwEqYaiGQ/s400/zion+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Evolved Moms: We are expecting a baby any day now. And just cannot decide on a name for her, or him... We don't want boring and don't want crazy. My wife wants to use a family name and I am unsure. The birth mom is having some beginning contractions - so time is of the essence. Any advice? sami&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Sami:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratz. When our son was born&lt;br /&gt;we had no time at all&lt;br /&gt;We signed up with an agency&lt;br /&gt;and 4 months later we were&lt;br /&gt;on a plane&lt;br /&gt;flying to&lt;br /&gt;louisianna&lt;br /&gt;without a name&lt;br /&gt;We had talked about family names&lt;br /&gt;(Isaac Israel - my grandfather's - a bit of a burden we thought)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we decided on Zion&lt;br /&gt;because&lt;br /&gt;zion national park&lt;br /&gt;is our most favorite place to be&lt;br /&gt;on earth&lt;br /&gt;beautful powerful and serene&lt;br /&gt;it just&lt;br /&gt;felt right&lt;br /&gt;We also felt the name was nice and short&lt;br /&gt;easy to write with a big fat crayon&lt;br /&gt;hard to make rhyming teases out of&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;also&lt;br /&gt;had meaning&lt;br /&gt;"holy place"&lt;br /&gt;perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for his last name&lt;br /&gt;we decided to all take my name (harris)&lt;br /&gt;at the prompting of my mother&lt;br /&gt;(which was sweet and sort if shocking for her back then)&lt;br /&gt;Middle name&lt;br /&gt;Sun for our son&lt;br /&gt;because we are still hippies at heart.&lt;br /&gt;Our daughters name&lt;br /&gt;Torin&lt;br /&gt;meaning tender and chief&lt;br /&gt;found it in a magical names book&lt;br /&gt;a perfect fit&lt;br /&gt;she now has more nick names than we can count&lt;br /&gt;torin sage&lt;br /&gt;became&lt;br /&gt;sagey&lt;br /&gt;TT&lt;br /&gt;baby sage&lt;br /&gt;Tor&lt;br /&gt;tiny&lt;br /&gt;and her favorite&lt;br /&gt;T Bone (really)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My advice&lt;br /&gt;go with your gut&lt;br /&gt;feel no pressure from others&lt;br /&gt;and just try to make sure&lt;br /&gt;it's a name that's hard to tease with&lt;br /&gt;spacey stacey was not fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also - I notice in Torins Pre-K class&lt;br /&gt;that kids with big names&lt;br /&gt;like christopher&lt;br /&gt;madelinne&lt;br /&gt;charolette&lt;br /&gt;simmerin&lt;br /&gt;really struggle to get their names on paper&lt;br /&gt;I think shorter&lt;br /&gt;or at leat a quick nickname is good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to think of what life would be like&lt;br /&gt;for a tomboy like me&lt;br /&gt;if my name had been&lt;br /&gt;daisy&lt;br /&gt;or lilly&lt;br /&gt;and I am thankful&lt;br /&gt;for a more neutral name&lt;br /&gt;like stacey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly&lt;br /&gt;as gay as we are&lt;br /&gt;I don't think our kids need to have names like&lt;br /&gt;sappho&lt;br /&gt;labryis&lt;br /&gt;kinsey...&lt;br /&gt;and just how many ellen&lt;br /&gt;melissa's or Amy's can there really be in our community?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your child with make a name for themselves&lt;br /&gt;regardless of the name&lt;br /&gt;you give them&lt;br /&gt;on paper&lt;br /&gt;enjoy the process&lt;br /&gt;and go with what feels right to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way&lt;br /&gt;I have never liked my name&lt;br /&gt;could have been worse&lt;br /&gt;but I have never&lt;br /&gt;felt like it fit&lt;br /&gt;so maybe&lt;br /&gt;regardless of what we do as parents&lt;br /&gt;our kids will want to find their own&lt;br /&gt;that fits who they are as they find our who they are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am on the lookout for a nickname that works&lt;br /&gt;when I travel&lt;br /&gt;most folks call me Boston&lt;br /&gt;and I kinda like it now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blessings to the new little one!&lt;br /&gt;Send us a picture - with the name!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R6XIcqHUgKI/AAAAAAAAALQ/fk6z2R36gsI/s1600-h/zion+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162752942517026978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R6XIcqHUgKI/AAAAAAAAALQ/fk6z2R36gsI/s400/zion+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-1593809439062900370?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/1593809439062900370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=1593809439062900370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/1593809439062900370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/1593809439062900370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2008/02/naming-baby-advice.html' title='naming the baby - advice'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R6XMiaHUgMI/AAAAAAAAALg/EYwwEqYaiGQ/s72-c/zion+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-1634135562148808218</id><published>2008-02-01T11:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T17:43:33.223-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='control'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boy ballet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad parenting'/><title type='text'>Crazy Mother</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R6NUa6HUgFI/AAAAAAAAAKo/rZmBzcqO9_0/s1600-h/women+fight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162062419150012498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R6NUa6HUgFI/AAAAAAAAAKo/rZmBzcqO9_0/s400/women+fight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last week at Ballet school&lt;br /&gt;my son&lt;br /&gt;was playing with a boy&lt;br /&gt;you all know this boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he has a lot of trouble &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;controlling himself &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ever seeing any boundaries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he almost seems pathological at times &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but you know he isn’t&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just a kid with some issues &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and no limits at home &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was walking the boys &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to another building &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when the boy turned &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and slapped my son on the arm &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so hard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so loud &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so out of nowhere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that I immediately yelled at him to never touch my son that way again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was caught off guard &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;such a strange moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;peaceful to insanity in 2 seconds&lt;br /&gt;This kid has always made me edgy&lt;br /&gt;he’s combustible&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think there is more latitude for boys &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in ballet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because there are so few &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that they seem to want to keep them &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;regardless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so he stays &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and plagues me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told the director that I had some serious concerns&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and she decided to speak to the boys the following week&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so Tuesday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as I waited with zion for class &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the other boys mom &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;came up to me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yelling &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in front of zion &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in front of my 4 year old &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in front of all of the children &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and tried to engage me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in a fight &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;totally blind to boundaries &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;her face red &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;her hands clenched &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fierce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;animalistic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not one to ever back down &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am just not good at it &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but there were kids &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my kids &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and she was so in her own world &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then she yelled at zion &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in front of us all &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for no reason&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and he looked at me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what did I do wrong he said?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nothing at all I said&lt;br /&gt;looking at her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I left &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with my daughter &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and had another mom &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a sane one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stay with zion until class began&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so I could contain myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so I could talk to the director &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my hands shaking &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from this weird verbal assault&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from fending off a high school level&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;purposeless bitch fight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in front of my kids &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then suddenly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in one second's time&lt;br /&gt;this kid that has bugged me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for months &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this kid that I have wanted to throttle &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;suddenly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had nothing but love for him&lt;br /&gt;and a good dose of pity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even when he is rude&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and distracting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and horrid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it is clearly all he has been taught &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from mommy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's amazing how important &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this job&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of parenting is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;their little lives &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;their huge dreams &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;depending on us &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had to be an adult&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;control myself &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;walk away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and now I will begin &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to love a kid &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I despise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;someone must &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-1634135562148808218?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/1634135562148808218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=1634135562148808218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/1634135562148808218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/1634135562148808218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2008/02/crazy-mother.html' title='Crazy Mother'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R6NUa6HUgFI/AAAAAAAAAKo/rZmBzcqO9_0/s72-c/women+fight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-6887099395246130615</id><published>2008-01-30T11:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T11:23:02.371-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Many little quesitons</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R6Cfh6HUf9I/AAAAAAAAAJo/xwX0aKhOQLQ/s1600-h/question%2Bmark%2Bblue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161300577851047890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R6Cfh6HUf9I/AAAAAAAAAJo/xwX0aKhOQLQ/s320/question%2Bmark%2Bblue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Over the past many months&lt;br /&gt;I have been asked a variety of small&lt;br /&gt;interesting questions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Evolved Moms:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How old are you?&lt;br /&gt;A: 38&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: your funny, ever thought of stand up?&lt;br /&gt;A: I think sit-down &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;comedy&lt;/span&gt; works best for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: what makes &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; the gay parenting advice expert of the world?&lt;br /&gt;A: wow! Thanks, I didn't know I was an expert.&lt;br /&gt;Look, I listen, I live, I write. I do the best I can and I am happy folks listen&lt;br /&gt;this works for me&lt;br /&gt;if you don't agree&lt;br /&gt;I am sure other "experts exist"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: do your kids know their birth parents&lt;br /&gt;A: Our kids each have a story that is their to share as they live and grow&lt;br /&gt;we have told them their stories. And share with them more and more as they grow and ask.&lt;br /&gt;one day, they might choose to share it with the world&lt;br /&gt;or maybe not&lt;br /&gt;but I feel it's theirs to share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you think Pride day is a place for kids?&lt;br /&gt;A : I think kids live in this world and have pride for their families&lt;br /&gt;I think some events do it better, and safer than others&lt;br /&gt;We bring ours to some&lt;br /&gt;some only for certain parts&lt;br /&gt;and some not at all&lt;br /&gt;I think there is power and education in it if it is done safety&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many tattoos do you have&lt;br /&gt;A: 2 but I have plans for a third&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How would you describe yourself&lt;br /&gt;A: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;. Silly, poetic, loyal, mama, woman, dyke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Is it true you used to be a hairdresser?&lt;br /&gt;A: Curious how you know that... Yup. For 10 years. Helped with the bills during law school. Yup Lawyer for another 10. Now this and our clothing and promotional company. I wonder what will be next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you vote? If so, for whom?&lt;br /&gt;A: Hell yes I vote. In the end I will choose the the democratic nominee. But I hope for Hillary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q How is your partner doing?&lt;br /&gt;A: Great! Thanks for asking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you sing in the shower&lt;br /&gt;A: Always, and really everywhere. Quite embarrassing for the little ones at times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you own a skirt&lt;br /&gt;A: What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: If you could be any animal what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;A: Human (preferably female)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the small questions. They were fun. Keep em coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evolved Mom Stacey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-6887099395246130615?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/6887099395246130615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=6887099395246130615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/6887099395246130615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/6887099395246130615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2008/01/many-little-quesitons.html' title='Many little quesitons'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R6Cfh6HUf9I/AAAAAAAAAJo/xwX0aKhOQLQ/s72-c/question%2Bmark%2Bblue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-7208409991572350318</id><published>2008-01-28T21:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T21:41:54.564-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lesbian pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lesbian infertility'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lesbian fertility'/><title type='text'>What is a woman?  Advice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R56Nj6HUf8I/AAAAAAAAAJc/ZmSS74mKaNo/s1600-h/woman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160717871048064962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R56Nj6HUf8I/AAAAAAAAAJc/ZmSS74mKaNo/s320/woman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dear EM:  I found out this week that I cannot conceive.  So weird.  I am 31, a lesbian, partnered and I always thought, someday, I would find the girl of my dreams and have a family.  And now all I feel is that I am less than a woman.  Maybe not a woman.   I never thought of this possibility.  Not sure I have a Q for you.  ...Depressed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Depressed:  So many of us out there&lt;br /&gt;have been though this&lt;br /&gt;in one form or another&lt;br /&gt;I tried for two years&lt;br /&gt;fertility drugs&lt;br /&gt;cycles&lt;br /&gt;ultrasounds&lt;br /&gt;sperm...&lt;br /&gt;I put my body though every test&lt;br /&gt;to try and determine&lt;br /&gt;what was wrong&lt;br /&gt;with me&lt;br /&gt;so much stress and time and money&lt;br /&gt;did I mention stress?&lt;br /&gt;I went for IVF once&lt;br /&gt;and that was the line for us&lt;br /&gt;why risk my health&lt;br /&gt;my body&lt;br /&gt;for a baby??&lt;br /&gt;That was when I realized&lt;br /&gt;having a baby&lt;br /&gt;would never define me&lt;br /&gt;or make me less&lt;br /&gt;or more&lt;br /&gt;or different&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many ways to make a family&lt;br /&gt;looks like you are on the right road&lt;br /&gt;the right girl&lt;br /&gt;won't care if the baby comes out of you&lt;br /&gt;or her&lt;br /&gt;or another&lt;br /&gt;only that you will love and cherish forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day&lt;br /&gt;years after our fertility process was done&lt;br /&gt;I was joking around&lt;br /&gt;with my wife&lt;br /&gt;about having cramps&lt;br /&gt;why the hell&lt;br /&gt;should I get them if I am barren?&lt;br /&gt;she looked at me shocked&lt;br /&gt;so worried I was upset&lt;br /&gt;but I was cracking up&lt;br /&gt;it was all so silly&lt;br /&gt;after time&lt;br /&gt;and mourning&lt;br /&gt;and healing&lt;br /&gt;there was life&lt;br /&gt;for us&lt;br /&gt;it came from another&lt;br /&gt;a birth mom&lt;br /&gt;and 3 years later&lt;br /&gt;another&lt;br /&gt;from my wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am no less a woman&lt;br /&gt;because I did not carry&lt;br /&gt;I feed&lt;br /&gt;and nurture&lt;br /&gt;and changed poopy diapers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the Barren&lt;em&gt;ness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my superhero name&lt;br /&gt;I am powerful&lt;br /&gt;I am woman&lt;br /&gt;you are powerful&lt;br /&gt;you are woman&lt;br /&gt;nothing can stop us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when life moves&lt;br /&gt;and time passes&lt;br /&gt;and you can zoom out&lt;br /&gt;you will see&lt;br /&gt;being a woman&lt;br /&gt;is what you have always been&lt;br /&gt;and will always be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you are lovely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EM - Stacey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-7208409991572350318?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/7208409991572350318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=7208409991572350318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/7208409991572350318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/7208409991572350318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-is-woman-advice.html' title='What is a woman?  Advice'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R56Nj6HUf8I/AAAAAAAAAJc/ZmSS74mKaNo/s72-c/woman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-6976185552543823150</id><published>2008-01-27T20:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T20:19:43.886-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress and parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lesbian mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advice'/><title type='text'>Parenting stress - advice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R50ptKHUf5I/AAAAAAAAAJE/p6cnvo--DVk/s1600-h/ulser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160326603822366610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R50ptKHUf5I/AAAAAAAAAJE/p6cnvo--DVk/s320/ulser.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Evolved Moms:&lt;br /&gt;Why is parenting so damn stressful sometimes? Lucia (2 moms of 2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucia&lt;br /&gt;Parenting sucks because the kids make us act like grownups. They make us sound like our parents and set limits and do big boring grown up things. They make us nag and bitch and complain. And we are way too cool and fun and hip and young to be a nag or seen as old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Lucia, parenting can suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the bottom line is that all of those limits&lt;br /&gt;and talks&lt;br /&gt;and time&lt;br /&gt;and the grumpies we deal with&lt;br /&gt;and the time we take&lt;br /&gt;is love&lt;br /&gt;and giving that unconditional love&lt;br /&gt;is the single most important part of changing their lives and really changing the world.&lt;br /&gt;The hard moments will come&lt;br /&gt;the sweet moments are sweeter&lt;br /&gt;when we work hard&lt;br /&gt;and love hard&lt;br /&gt;breathe&lt;br /&gt;take time for yourself&lt;br /&gt;and if you have time&lt;br /&gt;read anything by &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/fair-Jeremy-Spencers-parents-night/dp/0374524734/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1201483004&amp;amp;sr=1-2"&gt;Anthony E. Wolf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it will help&lt;br /&gt;and remember&lt;br /&gt;you are not your mom&lt;br /&gt;you are way cooler&lt;br /&gt;you nag less&lt;br /&gt;you are way more fun&lt;br /&gt;and your kids think you are awesome&lt;br /&gt;if they didn't&lt;br /&gt;love and trust you&lt;br /&gt;they wouldn't give you so much shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evolved Mom Stacey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-6976185552543823150?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/6976185552543823150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=6976185552543823150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/6976185552543823150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/6976185552543823150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2008/01/parenting-stress-advice.html' title='Parenting stress - advice'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R50ptKHUf5I/AAAAAAAAAJE/p6cnvo--DVk/s72-c/ulser.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-2758970139967536593</id><published>2008-01-24T08:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T09:11:44.347-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='son who dances'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lesbian mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boy ballet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pride'/><title type='text'>Son of a dyke</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R5iYuqHUf3I/AAAAAAAAAI0/mZHJhvcI2is/s1600-h/ZION.ZEV.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159041300499300210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R5iYuqHUf3I/AAAAAAAAAI0/mZHJhvcI2is/s320/ZION.ZEV.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new semester has begun&lt;br /&gt;in Ballet&lt;br /&gt;The director tells me&lt;br /&gt;Zion will be moved up&lt;br /&gt;to Modern II&lt;br /&gt;and a try in Ballet II&lt;br /&gt;although he &lt;em&gt;is young&lt;/em&gt;, she says&lt;br /&gt;I am proud and so excited&lt;br /&gt;although my lesbian self&lt;br /&gt;can't full wrap itself around the draw of it all&lt;br /&gt;I can feel his excitement welling&lt;br /&gt;his pride&lt;br /&gt;he has worked so hard&lt;br /&gt;at 7 he is more focused&lt;br /&gt;muscled&lt;br /&gt;controlled&lt;br /&gt;than I will ever be&lt;br /&gt;I wait until we are in car&lt;br /&gt;I have news love...&lt;br /&gt;He holds his breath&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;screams in bliss&lt;br /&gt;"open the door mama&lt;br /&gt;I need air"&lt;br /&gt;YAHOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;YEAAAAAAAAAAAH&lt;br /&gt;I DID IT I DID IT&lt;br /&gt;My son&lt;br /&gt;the athlete&lt;br /&gt;my son the intense&lt;br /&gt;in this arena&lt;br /&gt;he sees no limits&lt;br /&gt;and his confidence soars&lt;br /&gt;"soon I might be Fritz in the Nutcracker!"&lt;br /&gt;soon my love&lt;br /&gt;At school he worries so much about fitting in&lt;br /&gt;plays rough with the boys&lt;br /&gt;shows off for laughs&lt;br /&gt;chats during class&lt;br /&gt;wants to wear certain things&lt;br /&gt;won't wear others&lt;br /&gt;African American&lt;br /&gt;son of two white lesbian moms&lt;br /&gt;who loves ballet&lt;br /&gt;and yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is the differences&lt;br /&gt;the two moms&lt;br /&gt;the ballet&lt;br /&gt;the race conversations&lt;br /&gt;where he shines&lt;br /&gt;he excels&lt;br /&gt;he is bold&lt;br /&gt;he has no fear&lt;br /&gt;nice to know&lt;br /&gt;in those moments&lt;br /&gt;we are doing&lt;br /&gt;a good job&lt;br /&gt;he feels so safe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and off&lt;br /&gt;to ballet we go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R5iYu6HUf4I/AAAAAAAAAI8/sNq0ZjltmNI/s1600-h/ZION.SOLO.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159041304794267522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R5iYu6HUf4I/AAAAAAAAAI8/sNq0ZjltmNI/s320/ZION.SOLO.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R5iXiaHUf2I/AAAAAAAAAIs/HLdgsZL4bK4/s1600-h/ZION.SOLO.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-2758970139967536593?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/2758970139967536593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=2758970139967536593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/2758970139967536593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/2758970139967536593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2008/01/son-of-dyke.html' title='Son of a dyke'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R5iYuqHUf3I/AAAAAAAAAI0/mZHJhvcI2is/s72-c/ZION.ZEV.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-9193163172515274119</id><published>2008-01-23T11:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T12:26:39.935-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedwetting child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stressed out child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='overprotective parent'/><title type='text'>Bubbled wrapped kids - advice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R5dy2KHUfxI/AAAAAAAAAIE/VLiKkNIBm7o/s1600-h/overprotective.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158718172929752850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R5dy2KHUfxI/AAAAAAAAAIE/VLiKkNIBm7o/s320/overprotective.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dear Evolved Moms:  My 5 year old son is not yet able to stay dry at night and I am BESIDE MYSELF!  I am worried he will get teased at sleepovers, I am worried that he will feel bad about himself, I am worried that his self esteem will crumble as we seems to argue about it constantly!  My mother says he's old enough to be dry.  I can't stand this constant stress and bickering about pull ups and peeing at midnight.  What can I do?  He really doesn't seem to care that he's we 90% of the time.  Mom who's sick of pull ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa the sick of pull ups mom:&lt;br /&gt;I think it's time to breath a bit&lt;br /&gt;First of all your baby boy&lt;br /&gt;and I did say baby&lt;br /&gt;is only 5&lt;br /&gt;many many many kids -&lt;br /&gt;especially boys&lt;br /&gt;are not dry by 5, 6, 7 even 9&lt;br /&gt;and is he even old enough for sleep overs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't think that is the issue here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cannot protect your child from everything&lt;br /&gt;in fact&lt;br /&gt;if you try&lt;br /&gt;how will they ever relate in the world&lt;br /&gt;with stress&lt;br /&gt;and peers&lt;br /&gt;and choices?&lt;br /&gt;We want to keep them loved and safe - but not emotional invalids&lt;br /&gt;or total stress cases&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I also hear&lt;br /&gt;and I am sorry to be so blunt&lt;br /&gt;is YOUR embarrassment with this issue&lt;br /&gt;you want him dry&lt;br /&gt;your mom thinks it's time&lt;br /&gt;and you have put the pressure on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I would like to give you a bit of perspective&lt;br /&gt;being dry or wet a 5&lt;br /&gt;is not a crisis to loose sleep over&lt;br /&gt;and actually being dry 10% of the time should be celebrated in a kid struggling with is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;war&lt;br /&gt;peace&lt;br /&gt;floods&lt;br /&gt;starvation&lt;br /&gt;homelessness&lt;br /&gt;violence&lt;br /&gt;just to name a few reality checks to stress over for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets go smaller&lt;br /&gt;a ten year old who cannot read&lt;br /&gt;gay families in Florida&lt;br /&gt;who cannot adopt&lt;br /&gt;president bush&lt;br /&gt;my wife getting diagnosed with Multiple sclerosis&lt;br /&gt;Heath Ledger&lt;br /&gt;autism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all things to stress about&lt;br /&gt;and then&lt;br /&gt;after we stress and fret&lt;br /&gt;we find&lt;br /&gt;hopefully&lt;br /&gt;that life and love are and parenting and relationships&lt;br /&gt;come in many beautiful forms&lt;br /&gt;and can include so many things&lt;br /&gt;even if some are lacking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look&lt;br /&gt;we all go rounds with our kids&lt;br /&gt;but praising the blessings&lt;br /&gt;has far more power then&lt;br /&gt;a constant negative banter&lt;br /&gt;wouldn't you tune it out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this point in his life&lt;br /&gt;I would put on the pull up and not check in about for another year at least!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one goes to college in diapers&lt;br /&gt;but many go with OCD and anxiety disorders...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he will be fine&lt;br /&gt;you will be fine&lt;br /&gt;breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evolved Mom Stacey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-9193163172515274119?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/9193163172515274119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=9193163172515274119&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/9193163172515274119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/9193163172515274119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2008/01/bubbled-wrapped-kids-advice.html' title='Bubbled wrapped kids - advice'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R5dy2KHUfxI/AAAAAAAAAIE/VLiKkNIBm7o/s72-c/overprotective.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-871056297260150351</id><published>2008-01-20T12:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T12:59:14.120-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='educational television with gay theme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glbt tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay parenting advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dottie&apos;s magic pockets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay families'/><title type='text'>Television for kids of gay and lesbian parents - Advice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.pinkpea.com/home.html"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157615197006188210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R5OHsgm1zrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/WN4rqOoBCbs/s320/dottie_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dear Evolved Moms: I am just so sick of our kids watching any TV programming. Even Sesame Street (as inclusive as it is) still does not show ANY representations that even remotely look like our family. I have 2 year old twins, a 4 year old and we are on a waiting list for one more very soon. Any ideas? Dads who are going TV free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear TV free Dads. Wow are you guys busy! Go you! Listen you might not need to fully unplug just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I should tell you that we are pretty&lt;br /&gt;strict about TV at our place.&lt;br /&gt;No TV during the week&lt;br /&gt;Weekends we are pretty loose about it with a few exceptions&lt;br /&gt;All commercials must be muted&lt;br /&gt;and no violence (so lesbian pacifist - I know)&lt;br /&gt;We have found that Noggin and other PBS shows&lt;br /&gt;definitely are inclusive&lt;br /&gt;of gender, of race, of national origin of ability...&lt;br /&gt;but you are right&lt;br /&gt;even shows who CLEARLY have gay hosts&lt;br /&gt;don't seem to ever include us... hmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until now...&lt;br /&gt;We were fortunate enough to get word of a new show called&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pinkpea.com/home.html"&gt;Dottie's Magic Pockets&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit I was VERY sceptical&lt;br /&gt;We surround our kids&lt;br /&gt;with books about all kinds of families&lt;br /&gt;have open discussion&lt;br /&gt;Go to family week....&lt;br /&gt;I honestly assumed it was for the education of the&lt;br /&gt;non-diversified and unenlightened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me say for the record&lt;br /&gt;Not only was I wrong&lt;br /&gt;But I did not even know&lt;br /&gt;such a need existed in my home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We put the DVD on&lt;br /&gt;and both kids were silent - no small feat!&lt;br /&gt;My four year old started saying things like&lt;br /&gt;"Mama - those caterpillars are two daddies"&lt;br /&gt;Grinning wide with glee&lt;br /&gt;My son - the sage 7 year old&lt;br /&gt;"mama, she just said partner and she has a tattoo! like you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure it was educational - very in fact&lt;br /&gt;but who cared?&lt;br /&gt;my kids suddenly felt included on a level were I&lt;br /&gt;didn't even now there was a deficit&lt;br /&gt;They wanted it again and again&lt;br /&gt;BOTH OF THEM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run don't walk&lt;br /&gt;and order the video&lt;br /&gt;she is truly wonderful&lt;br /&gt;and parents actually will &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; get sick&lt;br /&gt;of the sweet songs&lt;br /&gt;and messages&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To catch her live&lt;br /&gt;she will be on the next &lt;a href="http://www.rfamilyvacations.com/"&gt;R Family Cruise&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in March&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So guys&lt;br /&gt;Limit a lot&lt;br /&gt;but the good stuff does exists&lt;br /&gt;and I am sure&lt;br /&gt;we will be seeing a lot more of Dottie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evolved Mom - Stacey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-871056297260150351?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/871056297260150351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=871056297260150351&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/871056297260150351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/871056297260150351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2008/01/television-for-kids-of-gay-and-lesbian.html' title='Television for kids of gay and lesbian parents - Advice'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R5OHsgm1zrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/WN4rqOoBCbs/s72-c/dottie_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-5283757197495119815</id><published>2008-01-15T09:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T09:40:13.579-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy lesbian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay and lesbian humor'/><title type='text'>It's great to be gay!  Advice to a rural mom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.kim-mckellar.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155712715472621218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R4zFZgm1zqI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HVxgs7mwOmU/s320/ecard-happy-dyke-day.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dear Evolved Moms: I live in the middle of the country in the middle on nowhere - really! It's hard here to live, its hard to be gay here. It's super hard to be a gay mom here. Please please please tell me something uplifting about being gay. It's just hard today. And you always make me laugh! Kentucky mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay Kentucky mama. Here is my best shot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Top 10 reasons to be a lesbian (and a lesbian mom):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Think of what we save on birth control!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) We can't get pregnant by accident - no unplanned babies for us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) When we do wants kids - we have two uterus's to work with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) We can share clothing with our partner - double the wardrobe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) We always get and give empathy for PMS and cramps with our wife!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) We can always fool around in bathrooms together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) We are finally cutting edge - everyones trying it - I guess queer really is the new black!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8) We get to make all of our conservative relatives and neighbors nervous - and make them think of things they really don't want to just by existing (hee hee)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9) The L-Word&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10) We might finally have a vagina in the white house - and one who loves us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay 11) We get our own parade every year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope that helps!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It really is a wonderful life. find love - find humor - and live&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Evolved Mom Stacey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-5283757197495119815?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/5283757197495119815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=5283757197495119815&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/5283757197495119815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/5283757197495119815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-great-to-be-gay-advice-to-rural-mom.html' title='It&apos;s great to be gay!  Advice to a rural mom!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R4zFZgm1zqI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HVxgs7mwOmU/s72-c/ecard-happy-dyke-day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-5659267737683803726</id><published>2008-01-07T09:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T12:37:38.409-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Infusion of love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R4JjAAm1zpI/AAAAAAAAAHg/zdBTcm4gka8/s1600-h/xmas.2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152789775479328402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R4JjAAm1zpI/AAAAAAAAAHg/zdBTcm4gka8/s320/xmas.2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My fairy daughter&lt;br /&gt;asked Santa for a puppy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She said she would name him Mike&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;regardless of gender&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She told Santa she needed nothing else&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for her birthday was coming soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R4JhfAm1zoI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ovt0LcJs20Y/s1600-h/xmas1.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She has an unwavering belief&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in all things magical&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and sparkly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She KNEW she was good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She knew Santa would come&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She saw him twice at the mall and wrote a letter with a picture of Mike&lt;br /&gt;And everyday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for 3 months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she told us how she would pick up poop and walk him &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and love him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My son, the realist&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the cynic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7 year old man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R4JhfAm1zoI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ovt0LcJs20Y/s1600-h/xmas1.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pulled us aside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and begged us to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;STOP making him play&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this foolhardy game of Santa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"You know I don't believe and I never have"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He did not think a dog would happen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he wanted gifts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zion believes in science&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in action&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in what he can prove and disprove himself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is a Taurus - like me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;blessing and a curse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He sees a butterfly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and feels it is beautiful and understands it is alive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and has a life cycle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R4JhfAm1zoI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ovt0LcJs20Y/s1600-h/xmas1.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and tells us about it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Torin thinks they are hatched out of pixie dust&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why the need to explain? She just knows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Christmas morning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my children were dragged out of bed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;impatient for the fun to begin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;matching jammies and gifts and music&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just love the holiday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They rounded the corner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R4JhfAm1zoI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ovt0LcJs20Y/s1600-h/xmas1.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and saw the tree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the gifts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and 10 week old Mike&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Torin - my fairy - smiled&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;content&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I knew he would be here" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she calmly began to pet him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My son&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;knelt down on the floor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;covered his face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and burst into happy tears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in shock and disbelief&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not able to wrap his logical brain &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;around how this dream &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had come true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;his eyes sparkled&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and for a moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R4JhfAm1zoI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ovt0LcJs20Y/s1600-h/xmas1.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he believed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy holidays folks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stacey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R4JhfAm1zoI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ovt0LcJs20Y/s1600-h/xmas1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152788109032017538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R4JhfAm1zoI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ovt0LcJs20Y/s320/xmas1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-5659267737683803726?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/5659267737683803726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=5659267737683803726&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/5659267737683803726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/5659267737683803726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2008/01/infusion-of-love.html' title='Infusion of love'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R4JjAAm1zpI/AAAAAAAAAHg/zdBTcm4gka8/s72-c/xmas.2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-3893206472401753107</id><published>2007-12-07T10:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T10:57:55.225-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saying Grace - Advice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R1lqQ_QvjcI/AAAAAAAAAGg/7ybst3nxfHU/s1600-h/hot+dog+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141257289712242114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R1lqQ_QvjcI/AAAAAAAAAGg/7ybst3nxfHU/s320/hot+dog+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hi Evolved Mommies!  How do you get a kid to say grace at dinner?  When I was a kid it was mandatory - we actually feared it.  But now I am hard wired to do it and my kids just moan and groan.  Ideas??  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt; Mommy etiquette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mommy Etiquette.   I think the exercise of "grace" is a really important one.&lt;br /&gt;Kids&lt;br /&gt;all of us really&lt;br /&gt;need to be reminded&lt;br /&gt;daily&lt;br /&gt;of what we are thankful for&lt;br /&gt;it's necessary&lt;br /&gt;it's peaceful&lt;br /&gt;it's helps us stay grounded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However&lt;br /&gt;I don't&lt;br /&gt;think it needs to be feared&lt;br /&gt;if its a hated ritual&lt;br /&gt;no one can learn from it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our home&lt;br /&gt;we thank the universe at dinner each night&lt;br /&gt;its bigger than us&lt;br /&gt;and our kids get that&lt;br /&gt;they can say&lt;br /&gt;anything they want&lt;br /&gt;but need to be thankful&lt;br /&gt;for something each day&lt;br /&gt;with my 7 year old&lt;br /&gt;we try to limit it to 3 things or he will go on and on forever&lt;br /&gt;They argue a bit about who is to go first&lt;br /&gt;sometimes we go by age&lt;br /&gt;or who had an amazing day&lt;br /&gt;Here is what it looks like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mommy&lt;/strong&gt;: I thank the universe for our new house&lt;br /&gt;a great place to work&lt;br /&gt;and all of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: I am thankful for&lt;br /&gt;coffee in the morning&lt;br /&gt;wonderful food to eat&lt;br /&gt;and my family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zion&lt;/strong&gt; (age 7) I thank the universe for&lt;br /&gt;John Kerry&lt;br /&gt;my family&lt;br /&gt;the Red Socks&lt;br /&gt;snow&lt;br /&gt;peace&lt;br /&gt;ballet....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Torin&lt;/strong&gt; (age 4)&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fank&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;uvnerse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for apple juice&lt;br /&gt;and hot dogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the feast begin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's fun&lt;br /&gt;and fast&lt;br /&gt;and humbling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So relax&lt;br /&gt;modify&lt;br /&gt;and let the kids lead this one&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter what they are thankful for&lt;br /&gt;we just care that they&lt;br /&gt;have an awareness&lt;br /&gt;and are truly&lt;br /&gt;thankful&lt;br /&gt;for something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that helps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evolved Mom - Stacey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-3893206472401753107?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/3893206472401753107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=3893206472401753107&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/3893206472401753107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/3893206472401753107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2007/12/saying-grace-advice.html' title='Saying Grace - Advice'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R1lqQ_QvjcI/AAAAAAAAAGg/7ybst3nxfHU/s72-c/hot+dog+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-6950293188739328361</id><published>2007-11-29T10:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T10:48:11.746-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay religion'/><title type='text'>Organized religon?  Advice to spiritual dads</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R07bEkGLVtI/AAAAAAAAAGY/vpfMFCPqMws/s1600-h/Frenkel_HanakkahTree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138285096331859666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R07bEkGLVtI/AAAAAAAAAGY/vpfMFCPqMws/s320/Frenkel_HanakkahTree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi Stacey! My husband and I are very spiritual people. A bit on the Pagan/solstice side of like if you know what I mean. That has always worked for us. My in laws however, just hate this! They pretty much steered clear of talking religion for years, but when our son Gabriel was born 3 years ago they began pushing. He needs "organized religion", "he needs a clear moral structure" Blah blah blah... It's always worse at holiday time. They offer to bring him to church and buy him biblical things. Do you feel a kid needs to have "organized religion"? What can we say to them? Karl. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi Karl, Religion is a touchy subject for many parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As gay and lesbian families&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we, more often then not&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have not felt comfortable in "organized religion"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lets be real here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;most religious are full of rules condemning us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not really great lessons for our kids...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's not the moral compass my kids need.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most religions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have wonderful lessons and values and teachings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;unfortunately the judgements woven into the threads&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the rigidity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the guilt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;are often more confusing than having none at all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My view&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all kids need to believe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in something &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;miraculous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;something bigger then them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;something magical&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and loving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and amazing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;call it the goddess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;call it the universe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;call it god&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;call it magic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just believe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Find those like you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;build community &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;celebrate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and teach your values&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to your son&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Explain to your mother in law&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how some religions feel to you and why&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why your practice fits&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;invite her &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you wish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to learn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;about what matters to YOUR family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All kids need to learn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;karmic lessons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lessons of action and reaction&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kindness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;commitment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;death and life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;internal strength&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was a child&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to Temple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and my rabbi took all of the 6th graders&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;every year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to visit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 other religious institutions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so that we could see &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what exists&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and what was right for us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how cool is that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;allowing people to decide for themselves!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is what truly matters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our family celebrates Yule at home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hanukkah with grandma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and also gets santa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy the holidays&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and just believe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its a magical time for all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-6950293188739328361?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/6950293188739328361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=6950293188739328361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/6950293188739328361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/6950293188739328361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2007/11/organized-religon-advice-to-spiritual.html' title='Organized religon?  Advice to spiritual dads'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R07bEkGLVtI/AAAAAAAAAGY/vpfMFCPqMws/s72-c/Frenkel_HanakkahTree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-727650778803475998</id><published>2007-11-20T19:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T20:00:22.573-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay family vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay parenting holiday'/><title type='text'>happy holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R0OBS0GLVrI/AAAAAAAAAGI/eWPDnI_LGOw/s1600-h/gayholidayc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135090160354678450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R0OBS0GLVrI/AAAAAAAAAGI/eWPDnI_LGOw/s320/gayholidayc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tomorrow we travel to Vermont&lt;br /&gt;turkey&lt;br /&gt;snow&lt;br /&gt;family&lt;br /&gt;unbridled love&lt;br /&gt;the kids play&lt;br /&gt;no judgements&lt;br /&gt;no rules&lt;br /&gt;no calories&lt;br /&gt;no timelines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two moms&lt;br /&gt;grammy and grampy&lt;br /&gt;aunts and uncles&lt;br /&gt;a dog&lt;br /&gt;santa&lt;br /&gt;mini horses&lt;br /&gt;children's dreams&lt;br /&gt;a list&lt;br /&gt;hugs&lt;br /&gt;dancing hippies&lt;br /&gt;cocoa&lt;br /&gt;whoever drops by&lt;br /&gt;sleep&lt;br /&gt;pie for breakfast&lt;br /&gt;pie for lunch&lt;br /&gt;pie for dinner&lt;br /&gt;snuggling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my rainbow family&lt;br /&gt;my chosen family&lt;br /&gt;unconditional love&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-727650778803475998?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/727650778803475998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=727650778803475998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/727650778803475998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/727650778803475998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-holiday.html' title='happy holiday'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R0OBS0GLVrI/AAAAAAAAAGI/eWPDnI_LGOw/s72-c/gayholidayc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-1872046333721813987</id><published>2007-11-19T12:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T07:52:59.451-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R0wSj0GLVsI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/0lgdIGwkxOc/s1600-h/PAM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137501681412167362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R0wSj0GLVsI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/0lgdIGwkxOc/s320/PAM.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 4 weeks ago &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this past &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jessie, my wife&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;said her eye was bugging her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it had been for 2 days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;conjunctivitis she thought or maybe a weird cold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oprah was on the news that t&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saying women don't get the health care they need&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oprah had a thyroid issue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she didn't know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jessie, I said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oprah said you need to go to the MD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Women don't go when they should&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay honey, she said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she set up a time on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 weeks ago&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We awoke and drove in separate cars&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to the kids school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;parent teacher conferences&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The meetings were great and loving and insightful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lots to love a little bits to work on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just like our kids&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I drove home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jessie drove to the eye doctor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't hear from her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hours passed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn't reach her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I picked up the kids&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;waited&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;waited waited&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we usually talk compulsively&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like adolescent school girls in love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Torin was playing dress up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zion playing Piano&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was about to start a movie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jessie called&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is a problem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with my eye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to be hospitalized&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;please come&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BLUR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;grabbed Torin, in dress up clothing, no pants&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;throw kids in car&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stay calm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heart racing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;called a friend to get the kids&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;zion&lt;/span&gt; is crying &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I talk to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;jessie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she is scared&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its pouring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lightning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thunder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't drive fast enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;trade kids in the lot of the Ground Round&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zion is crying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am alone with Jessie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We go to the ER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BLUR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;test&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BLUR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;no vision&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BLUR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;heart racing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BLUR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Diagnosis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jessie has MS. . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BLUR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;no answers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time passes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 days in the hospital&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to get her vision back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;phone calls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;flowers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;childcare&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;feigning normalcy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Intense love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;intense fear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I drive the kids home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to live life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what should I be doing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do I need everyone asks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;all I can think about &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is that I don't have any cooking spray in the house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that is my only recurring thought&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for hours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My neighbor brings me a can of Pam she has in her house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;relief&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now I can begin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this process&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whatever this process is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this new road I am on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where nothing is different&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and everything has changed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never knew it was possible to love her more than I have&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but now I am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at a whole new level&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;clarity love time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's funny what you need&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to keep you whole&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you to all of you who have sent us love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jessie is back at work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kicking ass as usual&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look out work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;she is ready for a fight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-1872046333721813987?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/1872046333721813987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=1872046333721813987&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/1872046333721813987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/1872046333721813987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2007/11/pam.html' title='Pam'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R0wSj0GLVsI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/0lgdIGwkxOc/s72-c/PAM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-5517260167599093867</id><published>2007-11-19T11:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T11:51:19.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Teen Angst - Advice to gay parents "who know nothing!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R0G3yUGLVpI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Y6FXQfxiGKo/s1600-h/teenscream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134587125195036306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R0G3yUGLVpI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Y6FXQfxiGKo/s320/teenscream.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dear Evolved Moms:  Our teenage daughter (15) is in the depth of teenage angst.  Dating, moods, anger...  For the first time ever she has been saying that we couldn't possibly understand what she is going though as "we are lesbians and she is &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt;".  She has always been a huge supporter of our family and so proud that we were gay and out parents.  How could she suddenly change so drastically?  What can we do?  We miss our baby girl!  moms from Minnesota.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Moms from Minnesota.  Your baby girl is growing up.  No matter how hard it is to accept, she is trying to separate from you, they all do and they all need to.  I think you may be missing the point a bit.  She does not sound to me like she is suddenly no longer supportive of your being gay, she just sounds like a teenager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like she needs a few things from you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) Space&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it sucks, we all must give the kids room to grow&lt;br /&gt;even when we don't want to&lt;br /&gt;they need to now they can fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) New conversation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sounds like you need a new seat&lt;br /&gt;she is not against you&lt;br /&gt;or against being gay&lt;br /&gt;she is finding herself&lt;br /&gt;and maybe she does see you as different&lt;br /&gt;Try to remember how you were when you were coming out&lt;br /&gt;I was ANGRY&lt;br /&gt;I was blue hair&lt;br /&gt;Donahue talk show&lt;br /&gt;serial dating&lt;br /&gt;tattoo&lt;br /&gt;p-town&lt;br /&gt;president of the GLBT club&lt;br /&gt;in your face crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a teenager&lt;br /&gt;pushing boundaries&lt;br /&gt;to see where she fits&lt;br /&gt;to try to find some meaning in all of her changes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might be time to tell her what coming out felt like&lt;br /&gt;I am assuming your parents were straight&lt;br /&gt;and you couldn't relate&lt;br /&gt;talk to her&lt;br /&gt;she may need to hear you get it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) hardest one&lt;br /&gt;Maybe she needs someone else to talk to&lt;br /&gt;an adult that she feels she can relate to right now&lt;br /&gt;don't take it as threatening&lt;br /&gt;or a diss&lt;br /&gt;she loves you, your the moms and always will be&lt;br /&gt;but the more trustworthy adult friends a kid has&lt;br /&gt;in this big complicated world&lt;br /&gt;the better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sounds like you raised an amazing kid&lt;br /&gt;who is not shy about speaking her mind&lt;br /&gt;and talking about her feelings&lt;br /&gt;Very important skills I'd say!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let her be vocal&lt;br /&gt;and give her love&lt;br /&gt;you found your own path&lt;br /&gt;help her find her own&lt;br /&gt;she will find one&lt;br /&gt;back to you&lt;br /&gt;I assure you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But during the process&lt;br /&gt;I also recommend for you guys&lt;br /&gt;a kick boxing class, yoga and homeopathic stress remedies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one said the teenage years&lt;br /&gt;would be stress free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evolved Mom Stacey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-5517260167599093867?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/5517260167599093867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=5517260167599093867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/5517260167599093867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/5517260167599093867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2007/11/teen-angst-advice-to-gay-parents-who.html' title='Teen Angst - Advice to gay parents &quot;who know nothing!&quot;'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/R0G3yUGLVpI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Y6FXQfxiGKo/s72-c/teenscream.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-148381013462260322</id><published>2007-11-09T12:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T20:49:25.714-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay dads'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay parent advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids and public restrooms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay parenting'/><title type='text'>The Bathroom Quandary - Advice to two dads</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/Rzew8YewvGI/AAAAAAAAAFo/duhIWf1QLOM/s1600-h/bathroom+signs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131764851822083170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/Rzew8YewvGI/AAAAAAAAAFo/duhIWf1QLOM/s320/bathroom+signs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dear Evolved Moms: Where the hell is a family bathroom when you need one? Ron (my partner) and I were at the mall with our 5 year old daughter this weekend. She had to pee and, per usual, "NO FAMILY BATHROOMS!" When we took her in the men's room, people freaked out. She's not old enough to go alone to the ladies room. What can we do? -Tim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi Tim: Our seven year old son feels that he is ready to go in the men's room alone and I am totally not although he is VERY tall for his age and strong I just can't trust the world that much yet - nor a 7-year-old for that matter there are a million creeps in the world and although I try to believe that people are inherently good not so when it comes to my child's safety on top of that my son still forgets to look both ways crossing the street and never makes his bed and although he shows wisdom beyond his years he is interminably friendly to everyone he meets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is my balance&lt;br /&gt;when I know we are in a safe place&lt;br /&gt;our MD office&lt;br /&gt;a one stall public restroom&lt;br /&gt;at ballet school...&lt;br /&gt;I say okay, and let him go in the men's room&lt;br /&gt;while I wait and look like a stalker outside&lt;br /&gt;I usually though&lt;br /&gt;force him to go into the women's room with me, which he hates!&lt;br /&gt;this is ALWAYS interesting&lt;br /&gt;as I look a bit like a boy and he almost a young man&lt;br /&gt;many looks&lt;br /&gt;but screw them all really&lt;br /&gt;I need him safe&lt;br /&gt;and we'd all really rather he pees, right?&lt;br /&gt;third option - saved for VERY rare events&lt;br /&gt;We went to a gay business expo in Boston&lt;br /&gt;he was pitching a fit about wanting to use the men's room&lt;br /&gt;I found a group of gay men going in&lt;br /&gt;who had their own children with them&lt;br /&gt;and I asked if they could take him in too&lt;br /&gt;I paced outside the door&lt;br /&gt;and in about 45 seconds my son returned happy as a clam&lt;br /&gt;he had used the urinal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lovely for him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also informed me that "Men don't use toilet paper"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lovely again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So daddies remember this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) safety is key so just ignore the looks - she is more important than them anyway. And perhaps the onlookers might learn a thing or two about being a responsible and responsive parent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) occasional safe bathrooms exist and she will be so proud she went herself (although I still feel 5 is a bit too young)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) When all else fails, look for like families and/or friends in common. But remember safety is way more important then the huge tantrum she will throw when you say no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) lastly - it is ALWAYS your right to barge into the opposite gender bathroom to check on her. That's a parent's job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please let me know how it goes and happy peeing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Evolved Mom Stacey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-148381013462260322?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/148381013462260322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=148381013462260322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/148381013462260322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/148381013462260322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2007/11/bathroom-quandary-advice-to-two-dads.html' title='The Bathroom Quandary - Advice to two dads'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/Rzew8YewvGI/AAAAAAAAAFo/duhIWf1QLOM/s72-c/bathroom+signs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-6251072221108168649</id><published>2007-10-29T11:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T09:06:53.253-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='privacy and parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex and parenting'/><title type='text'>Sex and Pareting - can they co-exist?  Advice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/RyYMg36uiFI/AAAAAAAAAEE/B4zvBx5zBsw/s1600-h/kid+spy.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126798984713504850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/RyYMg36uiFI/AAAAAAAAAEE/B4zvBx5zBsw/s320/kid+spy.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dear Evolved Moms: When our kids were little, other than being too tired, or having a baby in the bed with us, I had no worries about sex. But now that they are able to get around and understand the world a bit, I am constantly worried about them walking in on us, peeking in out of curiosity, and understanding what we are doing. Thinking about the kids is definitely putting a damper on things. Any advice? Love, two dads who love each other and want to love MORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Love Dads, I hear ya! Kids can complicate things in the bedroom that’s for sure! Once the kids are out of your bed and you are feeling rested we all want to heat things up again in the bedroom! Worrying about what will happen to the kids if the see, hear or even thinking about kids can kill a mood for sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends of mine - two dads - told me this story recently.  Their boys were in bed and they were...greatly enjoying each other in the middle of the night, when one of their twins opened the door and walked in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy A flew off the bed and crashed onto the floor full force.  Daddy B buried himself under the covers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What’s papa doing on the floor daddy?”&lt;br /&gt;“I am looking for shoes son"&lt;br /&gt;(try to hear this in a thick southern accent – so much funnier and just how they sounded!)&lt;br /&gt;"you need them now?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes son, I need them right now"&lt;br /&gt;"okay, can I have some water?"&lt;br /&gt;"Sure son, as soon as I get the right pair of shows for tomorrow I’ll be right there"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Child was fine.  Daddies laughed forever, and finished with each other after, a little boy was back in bed, and all three had a glass of much needed water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parenting does complicate sex&lt;br /&gt;But it certainly does not end things&lt;br /&gt;Like all aspects of parenting  - sex needs to change a bit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sneaking becomes more fun&lt;br /&gt;An occasional sick day where you are both suddenly home is greatly recommended&lt;br /&gt;Date nights&lt;br /&gt;Heavily enforced nap/quiet times have been known to work for quick rendezvous&lt;br /&gt;Don’t forget play dates!&lt;br /&gt;Make it fun&lt;br /&gt;Be inventive&lt;br /&gt;I know it might not be fun to be more quiet&lt;br /&gt;less crazy at certain times&lt;br /&gt;or to have to plan a bit more&lt;br /&gt;But just think of what you might be able to create with a bit of forethought!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember!&lt;br /&gt;Kids won’t break or be permanently damaged by some strange noises&lt;br /&gt;or the fact that you are suddenly locking the door&lt;br /&gt;or having some date nights&lt;br /&gt;or giggling and having inside jokes&lt;br /&gt;You are still there if they need you - always&lt;br /&gt;But dammit right now – your husband needs you!!&lt;br /&gt;Both can easily exist&lt;br /&gt;And must&lt;br /&gt;So relax&lt;br /&gt;Get creative&lt;br /&gt;And enjoy each other boys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best&lt;br /&gt;Evolved Mom Stacey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-6251072221108168649?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/6251072221108168649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=6251072221108168649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/6251072221108168649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/6251072221108168649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2007/10/sex-and-pareting-can-they-co-exist.html' title='Sex and Pareting - can they co-exist?  Advice'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/RyYMg36uiFI/AAAAAAAAAEE/B4zvBx5zBsw/s72-c/kid+spy.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-5701177798196969000</id><published>2007-10-15T11:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T12:22:44.833-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birth family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay international adoption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay domestic adoption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay adoption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birth mom'/><title type='text'>Domestic or international adoption - Advice for the worried</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/RxObHVhJaeI/AAAAAAAAAD8/dxZlzZOF314/s1600-h/babbies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121607751587949026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/RxObHVhJaeI/AAAAAAAAAD8/dxZlzZOF314/s320/babbies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dear Evolved Moms: We have been researching the multitude of adoption options for gay men. We really wanted to go domestic but have been hearing horror stories from our friends, and my partners parents about birth moms who change their minds at the last minute and agencies who won't work with gay families. Do you think we should just cut our losses and go for China? Thanks so much. Mr. and Mr. Worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi worried dads-to-be. Don't go running off to Asia just yet. I have been getting lots of questions lately about birth moms and fears. So you are not alone on this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adoption&lt;br /&gt;foreign or domestic&lt;br /&gt;is a tricky roller coaster ride&lt;br /&gt;state laws, country laws, agency policies&lt;br /&gt;homophobia, racism, fear&lt;br /&gt;same same same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly it is about what works for you.&lt;br /&gt;China for example does not have super laws about gay adoption&lt;br /&gt;We adopted in Louisiana&lt;br /&gt;which was very hard&lt;br /&gt;but our birth family was amazing&lt;br /&gt;and they saved the day&lt;br /&gt;hard both ways&lt;br /&gt;same same same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest assured&lt;br /&gt;There is no growing trend that birth moms&lt;br /&gt;are all of the sudden changing their minds&lt;br /&gt;Adoption is hard&lt;br /&gt;for all involved&lt;br /&gt;and obviously adding sexuality and race into the mix&lt;br /&gt;can complicate things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always been a fan of domestic adoption&lt;br /&gt;it worked for us&lt;br /&gt;and for so many that we know&lt;br /&gt;there are so many here who need home and parents to love them&lt;br /&gt;and so many abroad too&lt;br /&gt;same same same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to think about this:&lt;br /&gt;When couples are trying to get pregnant&lt;br /&gt;I always advise them&lt;br /&gt;DON'T TELL ANYONE&lt;br /&gt;inevitably&lt;br /&gt;the advice will start to pour in&lt;br /&gt;breeding fear and raising self doubt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;did I take the right vitamin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;am I exercising too much&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;why am I so moody&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe I am not pregnant...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the cat is out of the bag&lt;br /&gt;the world - especially family members&lt;br /&gt;seem to feel compelled to share stories&lt;br /&gt;overshare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh labor was terrible&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I threw up for 9 months&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miscarried 4 times&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same too we found for adoption&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our friends had 3 children taken back by their birth moms&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;never quite fit in&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;unsure of their health....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my own father actually called to tell me the cancer rates along the Mississippi&lt;br /&gt;when we told him the baby was to be born in Louisiana!&lt;br /&gt;same same same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DON'T LISTEN&lt;br /&gt;There are some situations that are harder than others&lt;br /&gt;and yes&lt;br /&gt;sometimes&lt;br /&gt;it does not work out&lt;br /&gt;But the vast majority do&lt;br /&gt;and are seamless and brilliant&lt;br /&gt;none-the-less&lt;br /&gt;fasten your seat belts&lt;br /&gt;buy your Rescue Remedy and go to your yoga classes&lt;br /&gt;this WILL BE stressful&lt;br /&gt;and will not be the smoothest ride&lt;br /&gt;but in the end&lt;br /&gt;it will work out&lt;br /&gt;and you and Mr. Worried will be blessed&lt;br /&gt;with a new little something to worry about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow your own path&lt;br /&gt;get good solid legal&lt;br /&gt;and adoption agency advice&lt;br /&gt;and try not to tell your moms, sisters, best friends, or even the mail carrier&lt;br /&gt;but you can always tell me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck and Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-5701177798196969000?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/5701177798196969000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=5701177798196969000&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/5701177798196969000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/5701177798196969000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2007/10/domestic-or-international-adoption.html' title='Domestic or international adoption - Advice for the worried'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/RxObHVhJaeI/AAAAAAAAAD8/dxZlzZOF314/s72-c/babbies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-2746296118487854842</id><published>2007-10-09T09:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T10:03:31.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sewing ballet shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/RwuWWFhJadI/AAAAAAAAAD0/jKiQ4oCk9Us/s1600-h/ballet+shoe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119350707619195346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/RwuWWFhJadI/AAAAAAAAAD0/jKiQ4oCk9Us/s320/ballet+shoe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I sat in my new kitchen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and sewed elastic &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;into my sons ballet shoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with a sewing kit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my mother made for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I balked at at the time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought I would never use it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet here I sat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;suburban house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ballet shoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sewing kit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wishing thimbles were more like the size of catchers mitts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so I could stop getting stuck by the damn needle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;who knew I'd be here...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Parents often write to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;asking what it takes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to a be a good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well-rounded parent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As gay moms and dads I think we struggle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to try to do everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;be everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;compensate &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as if something is lacking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to be a good parent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you must love unconditionally&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and leap often into uncharted waters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that makes you the the most qualified&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and best parent of all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my big lesbian self&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sewed ballet shoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they might not be perfect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but they are full of love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I did it for him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's parenting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(just hope the elastic holds!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-2746296118487854842?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/2746296118487854842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=2746296118487854842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/2746296118487854842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/2746296118487854842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2007/10/sewing-ballet-shoes.html' title='sewing ballet shoes'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/RwuWWFhJadI/AAAAAAAAAD0/jKiQ4oCk9Us/s72-c/ballet+shoe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-723131224528797271</id><published>2007-09-26T08:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T19:41:25.978-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay dads'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='out at school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay moms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay family names'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay families'/><title type='text'>How did we get so lucky?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/Rvpk0FhJacI/AAAAAAAAADs/7T4niECl-Xo/s1600-h/HomosexualSchoolHouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114511172829800898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/Rvpk0FhJacI/AAAAAAAAADs/7T4niECl-Xo/s320/HomosexualSchoolHouse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Friday &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my daughter's pre-K teacher&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pulled me aside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;we are studying families&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;what is the best way to discuss your family?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I waited...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;history running through me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for the foot to fall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the nervousness about other families&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what other parents might say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I waited...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and no foot fell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;we want to use the words that Torin knows&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;That she is proud of - that all of you use.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow - amazing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mommy and Mama works for us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we just tell little ones&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that there are many kinds of families&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you want we can also frame a discussion about sperm donors&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what? Did I hear this correctly...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the past we have talked about donors &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;for other families&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;for example a mom and dad family that needed a donor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow...she didn't say straight, or normal or regular..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sure, we have always told the kids that we needed something &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like "chemicals" from a man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that we did not have&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to help make her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the past, we have said, someone wanted &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;to help your parents become a family&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;and offered a gift to help&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stunned I smiled&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I trust you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am sure whatever you say will be perfect for the kids&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and thank you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How did we get so lucky?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so blessed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so protected&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When did the world change?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;progress&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;blessings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;calmness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and faith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The world is slowly changing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-723131224528797271?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/723131224528797271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=723131224528797271&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/723131224528797271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/723131224528797271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2007/09/how-did-we-get-so-lucky.html' title='How did we get so lucky?'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/Rvpk0FhJacI/AAAAAAAAADs/7T4niECl-Xo/s72-c/HomosexualSchoolHouse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-7617864494086098556</id><published>2007-09-14T07:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T19:10:20.374-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay PTA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay family at school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lesbian mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay families'/><title type='text'>Back to school - Advice to mommies and daddies everywhere</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/RuqBNVDWYtI/AAAAAAAAADU/wb6CUiJXy3w/s1600-h/first+day+of+school+blogger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110038793194726098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/RuqBNVDWYtI/AAAAAAAAADU/wb6CUiJXy3w/s320/first+day+of+school+blogger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear Evolved Moms&lt;/strong&gt;: Our son Casey is beginning Kindergarten this year. We are thrilled and terrified. I feel like I can't protect him there. Shield him from questions about his family. I know I need to let go, a little. Any advice for the first time school day lesbian mom? Thanks! Ella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Ella, I hear you!&lt;br /&gt;My kids went back last week&lt;br /&gt;second grade and Pre-K&lt;br /&gt;Our son had been in public school for 2 years&lt;br /&gt;the fit was not for us&lt;br /&gt;so we needed to do some looking around&lt;br /&gt;soul and school searching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say that the degree of letting go&lt;br /&gt;depends on many factors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Factor 1) Search out the best fit possible&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;private or public&lt;br /&gt;close to home or a drive&lt;br /&gt;a school where you feel great about the love&lt;br /&gt;and the learning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Factor 2) trust&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you feel you can&lt;br /&gt;hand the control over to the school&lt;br /&gt;and teachers&lt;br /&gt;and say&lt;br /&gt;you are the experts&lt;br /&gt;I know you will do a great job.&lt;br /&gt;then you have the right school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Factor 3) school prep&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depending on where you live and&lt;br /&gt;how many other gay families exist&lt;br /&gt;your child's school may or may not be well versed&lt;br /&gt;in the language of &lt;em&gt;queer family.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meet with the school over the summer&lt;br /&gt;about being a gay family as well as any other concerns&lt;br /&gt;bring books&lt;br /&gt;resources&lt;br /&gt;be open&lt;br /&gt;be honest&lt;br /&gt;be available&lt;br /&gt;be funny&lt;br /&gt;I find when you are out there and open&lt;br /&gt;folks really seems more at ease&lt;br /&gt;this is not a secret or taboo&lt;br /&gt;just a family&lt;br /&gt;don't ask - tell them how to refer to your family&lt;br /&gt;the names you use&lt;br /&gt;daddy papa&lt;br /&gt;gay&lt;br /&gt;multiracial&lt;br /&gt;your child and family deserve to have the right names used&lt;br /&gt;believe me - My daughter has already made a family tree in class&lt;br /&gt;and this is week two!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Factor 4) Child prep&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let your child know&lt;br /&gt;if you have not already&lt;br /&gt;that all families are different&lt;br /&gt;and that most families do not have 2 moms or 2 dads&lt;br /&gt;they might get asked questions by other kids&lt;br /&gt;and that's ok&lt;br /&gt;let them know who they can turn to if they need any help&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Factor 5) involvement&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be involved&lt;br /&gt;once you know you have a school you can trust&lt;br /&gt;you can be involved without micromanaging (clearly my lesson!)&lt;br /&gt;field trips and pta's and bake sales&lt;br /&gt;class parents and library assistants&lt;br /&gt;so often we gay folks we seem to sense other peoples nervousness&lt;br /&gt;and we back off&lt;br /&gt;BE INVOLVED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Factor 6) FUN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you love your kid&lt;br /&gt;now&lt;br /&gt;celebrate some time for yourself&lt;br /&gt;let go&lt;br /&gt;watch Ellen&lt;br /&gt;have coffee&lt;br /&gt;and feel assured that they are in a great place&lt;br /&gt;learning wonderful things&lt;br /&gt;and you have 3 hours to breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy back to school everyone!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-7617864494086098556?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/7617864494086098556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=7617864494086098556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/7617864494086098556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/7617864494086098556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2007/09/back-to-school-advice-to-mommies-and.html' title='Back to school - Advice to mommies and daddies everywhere'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/RuqBNVDWYtI/AAAAAAAAADU/wb6CUiJXy3w/s72-c/first+day+of+school+blogger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-6093300749972325062</id><published>2007-08-29T18:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T19:46:12.104-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lesbian baby shower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay baby gift'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay baby clothing'/><title type='text'>Why do you let your kid wear that? Advice to a Gradma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/RtYJAQG1PGI/AAAAAAAAADE/F4SOyKtO-I4/s1600-h/DSC00042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104277127599307874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/RtYJAQG1PGI/AAAAAAAAADE/F4SOyKtO-I4/s320/DSC00042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My daughter told me about your gay family store and I luckily, I think, found your BLOG. I don't understand why you are making these shirts. These are babies for christ sake. Why do they need to be made into little billboards. Why are you making them be just like you? Or worse, targets. I asked my daughter what I should get her for her shower. She is pregnant. They are having a baby and I love them. She asked for your shirt that says "My mommies Rule". I can't do it. Can you help me understand why this is so important to her? Mom of a lesbian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mom of a lesbian - let me try to explain:&lt;br /&gt;We are not making clothing that offends OR endangers&lt;br /&gt;ALL of our designs - we hope-&lt;br /&gt;are funny, light and can be worn to daycare, preschool and soccer practice&lt;br /&gt;We made this line of gay baby clothing&lt;br /&gt;because there was nothing&lt;br /&gt;8 years ago that fit&lt;br /&gt;our family&lt;br /&gt;and we deserve to be proud of our family and feel connected&lt;br /&gt;Like your daughter does&lt;br /&gt;"my mom and dad went to Orlando and brought me this T..."&lt;br /&gt;just doesn't fit you see&lt;br /&gt;The world is a heterosexual place&lt;br /&gt;and we are the minority&lt;br /&gt;we wanted a light and humorous place&lt;br /&gt;for our kids and extended family&lt;br /&gt;to feel empowered&lt;br /&gt;safe&lt;br /&gt;have a giggle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your daughter, I assume&lt;br /&gt;wants the same for her soon to be&lt;br /&gt;a way to belong&lt;br /&gt;connect&lt;br /&gt;and sure&lt;br /&gt;make a statement&lt;br /&gt;but a positive loving one&lt;br /&gt;Nothing wrong with saying&lt;br /&gt;I have a solid family that loves me!&lt;br /&gt;and if some cool queer duds do this&lt;br /&gt;then yay&lt;br /&gt;life just got a bit more fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the point here is to lighten up&lt;br /&gt;I find that when I hide who I am, folks seem nervous and jumpy&lt;br /&gt;but when it's right out there&lt;br /&gt;and there is no secret or questioning&lt;br /&gt;and no one is thinking - oh geez what do I say...&lt;br /&gt;what do I call them&lt;br /&gt;How to I refer to her...&lt;br /&gt;everyone seems to just relax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is not&lt;br /&gt;what you were expecting to receive on your daughter's baby shower want list&lt;br /&gt;but lets face it&lt;br /&gt;although a lesbian baby shower is still a baby shower&lt;br /&gt;it's clearly also got a new spin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So try to have fun with it&lt;br /&gt;and have no fear&lt;br /&gt;your daughter is happy, pregnant and about to create a miracle&lt;br /&gt;she and her partner will rule&lt;br /&gt;Let them show it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 10 Gay and lesbian baby shower gifts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whattoexpect.com/store/ProductDisplayDetail.aspx"&gt;What to expect the first year&lt;/a&gt; - for any and every parent!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;baby belly casting kit - &lt;a href="http://www.proudbody.com/index.jsp"&gt;Proud body&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;gay baby gear - "&lt;a href="http://www.familyevolutions.com/"&gt;I was hatched by two chicks&lt;/a&gt;" or "&lt;a href="http://www.familyevolutions.com/"&gt;My mommies rule&lt;/a&gt;" Onesie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A week long vacation with &lt;a href="http://www.rfamilyvacations.com/"&gt;R Family Vacations&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ergobabycarrier.com/"&gt;Ergo baby carrier&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wooden toys - &lt;a href="http://www.melissaanddoug.com/index.shtml"&gt;Melissa and Doug&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boiron.com/"&gt;homeopathic teething gel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;money - we are still human!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;gift cards to &lt;a href="http://www.gap.com/browse/division.do?cid=6344"&gt;baby gap&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.potterybarnkids.com/index.cfm?bnrid=3500111&amp;amp;flash=on"&gt;pottery barn kids&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;anything organic - food or clothing!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun.&lt;br /&gt;I am always here to help you shop!&lt;br /&gt;How about a gaybyshower basket?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-6093300749972325062?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/6093300749972325062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=6093300749972325062&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/6093300749972325062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/6093300749972325062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2007/08/why-do-you-let-your-kid-wear-that.html' title='Why do you let your kid wear that? Advice to a Gradma'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/RtYJAQG1PGI/AAAAAAAAADE/F4SOyKtO-I4/s72-c/DSC00042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-6279971505304236219</id><published>2007-08-22T20:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T20:48:06.433-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay friendly adoption agencies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay adoption'/><title type='text'>gay adoption agencies - advice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/RszhBQG1PFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/wxRbAvsVOKc/s1600-h/300px-Gay_Adoption_Map_North_America.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101699889523670098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/RszhBQG1PFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/wxRbAvsVOKc/s320/300px-Gay_Adoption_Map_North_America.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dear Evolved Moms: My sister and her partner are in the process of trying to adopt domestically. They got some bad news today that the agency they have been working with has a new director who is not as open to placing children with "non-traditional families". She is heartbroken. I am trying to do some research about other agencies that are open to placing children with gay parents. Do you have any leads, advice? Thanks very much. Beth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Beth: You rock. Love the support from families!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many agencies that "work" with gay families.&lt;br /&gt;There are many agencies that do this secretly&lt;br /&gt;and others overtly&lt;br /&gt;some are Proud to have us&lt;br /&gt;others seem to do this with bile in their throats&lt;br /&gt;Some states are openly supportive - not too many&lt;br /&gt;Some states outright ban it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So here is what I know:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendsinadoption.org/"&gt;Friends in adoption&lt;/a&gt; (FIA) in Vermont and&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;a href="http://www.adoptionhelp.org/"&gt;Independent Adoption Center &lt;/a&gt;(many offices)&lt;br /&gt;are the biggest and most supportive that I know of&lt;br /&gt;I have only worked personally with FIA&lt;br /&gt;and I know they pour their hearts and souls into each case&lt;br /&gt;each!&lt;br /&gt;Gay straight single married old young&lt;br /&gt;same same same to them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said.&lt;br /&gt;I live in a VERY cool state&lt;br /&gt;we went with FIA - in Vermont&lt;br /&gt;another very cool state&lt;br /&gt;we were out out out&lt;br /&gt;Our son's call came from Louisiana&lt;br /&gt;a way uncool state (for this kinda stuff)&lt;br /&gt;thus the rub&lt;br /&gt;complications came up&lt;br /&gt;homestudy needed to be rewritten&lt;br /&gt;stress, time, stress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So here is what I think:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ask questions upfront&lt;br /&gt;get referrals from friends&lt;br /&gt;never promise anything you can't live with&lt;br /&gt;when folks are desperate for a child they promise crazy things&lt;br /&gt;visitation&lt;br /&gt;specific religious practices&lt;br /&gt;names....&lt;br /&gt;not to be out...&lt;br /&gt;You must feel comfortable&lt;br /&gt;this WILL BE stressful so you need to feel cared for and loved&lt;br /&gt;if not - move on to the next agency on your list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do not settle&lt;br /&gt;do not compromise&lt;br /&gt;do not allow yourself to be bullied.&lt;br /&gt;and then call FIA and the International Adoption Center and see if they know of a place&lt;br /&gt;near you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A child is out there - needing your sister as a mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gay adoption&lt;/strong&gt; (noun) a happy festive event where a child joins a loving and amazingly hip two mom or two dad or single gay mum or papa house. Much love and giggles ensue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gay Adoption&lt;/strong&gt; (alt def) a much misunderstood and amazingly threatening subculture which actively scares the shit out of many conservatives and most Republicans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-6279971505304236219?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/6279971505304236219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=6279971505304236219&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/6279971505304236219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/6279971505304236219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2007/08/gay-adoption-agencies-advice.html' title='gay adoption agencies - advice'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/RszhBQG1PFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/wxRbAvsVOKc/s72-c/300px-Gay_Adoption_Map_North_America.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-1266632367583254488</id><published>2007-08-20T12:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T12:22:36.458-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lady Kenmore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/RsnJ2gG1PEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/lb-Dd40zbt0/s1600-h/uhaul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100829991142505538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/RsnJ2gG1PEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/lb-Dd40zbt0/s320/uhaul.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought a house&lt;br /&gt;in a small town&lt;br /&gt;with safe streets and playgrounds&lt;br /&gt;We researched&lt;br /&gt;we worried&lt;br /&gt;close enough to work&lt;br /&gt;to our son's ballet school&lt;br /&gt;to their new school&lt;br /&gt;to civilization&lt;br /&gt;The house is perfect&lt;br /&gt;small&lt;br /&gt;enough room for us all&lt;br /&gt;no major issues that taste,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;IKEA&lt;/span&gt; and paint can't resolve&lt;br /&gt;Looks a bit Brady but I can live with it&lt;br /&gt;cute yard&lt;br /&gt;walkable to a swimming lake&lt;br /&gt;playground&lt;br /&gt;ice cream shop&lt;br /&gt;even a place to visit horses and pet goats&lt;br /&gt;close enough to Target and Wholefoods too&lt;br /&gt;But my heart is racing&lt;br /&gt;Even though it's still Massachusetts&lt;br /&gt;How will we be received&lt;br /&gt;After all of this time&lt;br /&gt;protests, activism, being OUT OUT OUT&lt;br /&gt;I still worry&lt;br /&gt;about the gay thing&lt;br /&gt;about having a black son&lt;br /&gt;a bi-racial daughter&lt;br /&gt;a wife&lt;br /&gt;in a small town&lt;br /&gt;We deserve this town&lt;br /&gt;My kids deserve to feel safe&lt;br /&gt;My wife deserves peace&lt;br /&gt;I know it's hip&lt;br /&gt;I saw organic drinks at the pizza shop&lt;br /&gt;a bulletin board had ads for Yoga and crunchy kid activities&lt;br /&gt;but I worry&lt;br /&gt;Difference is amazing&lt;br /&gt;Difference is scary&lt;br /&gt;Difference is empowering and freeing&lt;br /&gt;and difference is hard&lt;br /&gt;it will be wonderful&lt;br /&gt;And my heart will pound&lt;br /&gt;until we settle&lt;br /&gt;until I settle&lt;br /&gt;until I we land&lt;br /&gt;and remember&lt;br /&gt;that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;inherently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people are good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;the original dishwasher still lives&lt;br /&gt;"Lady Kenmore" it reads&lt;br /&gt;we laughed&lt;br /&gt;Perfect don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;somethings are just a sign&lt;br /&gt;peace will come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-1266632367583254488?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/1266632367583254488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=1266632367583254488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/1266632367583254488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/1266632367583254488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2007/08/lady-kenmore.html' title='Lady Kenmore'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/RsnJ2gG1PEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/lb-Dd40zbt0/s72-c/uhaul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-8607016937199530593</id><published>2007-08-09T19:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T20:01:06.517-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gender identity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay adoption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='is my child gay.'/><title type='text'>Is my child having a gender issue?  Advice to a worried family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/Rruzvd8VQ6I/AAAAAAAAACs/RVLz5tnp9B4/s1600-h/Gender_choice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096865031372751778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/Rruzvd8VQ6I/AAAAAAAAACs/RVLz5tnp9B4/s320/Gender_choice.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Evolved Moms:  I was not sure who could help me.  I am so freaked out.  I am a straight mom (with a husband and three daughters - and one son - hope I can post here).  My son, who is 10, keeps telling me he does not want to have a penis.  He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pee's&lt;/span&gt; sitting down and seems &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;extremely&lt;/span&gt; quiet.  My husband is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;devastated&lt;/span&gt; and does not want me to talk about it.  What does this all mean?  Is he gay?  Does he want to be a girl?  What should I do?  -Patricia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Patricia,  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;course&lt;/span&gt; you can post here!  I am so glad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;found&lt;/span&gt; us!  All are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;welcome&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay - so here is what I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many things might be happening here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or nothing at all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) In a house of 3 sisters and a mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even with a dad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your son might just want to be like you and your daughters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a compliment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am sure you are all his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;heroes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Lets face it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;most men really do not speak much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;about sexuality&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;their anatomy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or share their feelings about these things - even with their sons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe he needs some hearts to hearts with dad about loving himself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and what guys are all about&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Around this age&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the penis begins to act up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saluting when you least want it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;odd dreams and feelings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Clearly&lt;/em&gt; I am no expert&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I am sure it is quite embarrassing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and hard to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe a big &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;embarrassing&lt;/span&gt; moment took place?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boys in the locker room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or a first encounter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;an erection at the chalk board?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) Maybe he &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; have some gender questioning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but clearly you are a loving mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if he is - talk to him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;make sure dad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;listens&lt;/span&gt; and supports too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Find some great books, a therapist - for you guys to sort out your thoughts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;has this been a long term issue or just this week?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd love to hear more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) best news - he is telling you how he feels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so clearly you are in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and he trusts you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so talk to him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gay straight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;boy girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rich poor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lawyer or juggler&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you will love him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your job is to support him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and assist him in his life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know you will be amazing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because you took the time to listen to him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and reach out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;please stay in touch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Evolved Mom - Stacey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-8607016937199530593?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/8607016937199530593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=8607016937199530593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/8607016937199530593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/8607016937199530593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2007/08/is-my-child-having-gender-issue-advice.html' title='Is my child having a gender issue?  Advice to a worried family'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/Rruzvd8VQ6I/AAAAAAAAACs/RVLz5tnp9B4/s72-c/Gender_choice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-3181696078197423597</id><published>2007-07-25T13:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T20:35:55.528-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acceptance'/><title type='text'>Monopoly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/RqeegwRxNcI/AAAAAAAAACk/vCMHLywmClc/s1600-h/mono2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091212189318067650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/RqeegwRxNcI/AAAAAAAAACk/vCMHLywmClc/s320/mono2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life moves in strange ways sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was my play pen brother&lt;br /&gt;best friend&lt;br /&gt;ever since we were three&lt;br /&gt;inseparable as kids&lt;br /&gt;we played Monopoly&lt;br /&gt;for 8 hours&lt;br /&gt;every Saturday&lt;br /&gt;made up our own rules&lt;br /&gt;wrote them in pen&lt;br /&gt;no one could follow&lt;br /&gt;we loved, we argued we laughed and giggled&lt;br /&gt;played practical jokes and skipped Hebrew school together&lt;br /&gt;Kids.&lt;br /&gt;we played scientist in his mothers kitchen&lt;br /&gt;he told me his crushes&lt;br /&gt;we went sledding and buried treasure&lt;br /&gt;that is probably still there&lt;br /&gt;under the big tree&lt;br /&gt;across from his boyhood home&lt;br /&gt;pennies and cigarettes in a tin box&lt;br /&gt;our big find and our secrets&lt;br /&gt;when I came out to him he hugged me and laughed&lt;br /&gt;I figured he said&lt;br /&gt;nothing changed&lt;br /&gt;at 18 we went off into the world&lt;br /&gt;separated by life as sometimes happens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He seemed to stay alone&lt;br /&gt;loving animals and photographs more than people&lt;br /&gt;occasionally we would write&lt;br /&gt;a few holidays&lt;br /&gt;but always in my mind&lt;br /&gt;always my brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother called me on Sunday&lt;br /&gt;peter died&lt;br /&gt;allergic reaction to bee stings&lt;br /&gt;so weird&lt;br /&gt;this gentle man&lt;br /&gt;who just loved me&lt;br /&gt;and harmed no one&lt;br /&gt;even after all of the years&lt;br /&gt;years of infrequent contact&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I have lost my twin&lt;br /&gt;Family is what come naturally&lt;br /&gt;Family is what feels like home&lt;br /&gt;Its not blood or lineage&lt;br /&gt;it's time and memory and laughter&lt;br /&gt;someday&lt;br /&gt;an archaeologist&lt;br /&gt;will dig up that tin&lt;br /&gt;and ponder the connection between all of those copper pennies and cigarettes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To you man&lt;br /&gt;the best monopoly player I ever met&lt;br /&gt;May the next life be sweeter&lt;br /&gt;and by the way&lt;br /&gt;while we all sat Shiva&lt;br /&gt;at my mothers house&lt;br /&gt;looking grim and full of prayer&lt;br /&gt;I heard you laughing&lt;br /&gt;cackling really at all of the religion&lt;br /&gt;and seriousness&lt;br /&gt;I know you would have hated it&lt;br /&gt;in your own way I know you were squishing whoopee cushions and singing&lt;br /&gt;I am free&lt;br /&gt;I am free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;gonna miss ya &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-3181696078197423597?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/3181696078197423597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=3181696078197423597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/3181696078197423597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/3181696078197423597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2007/07/monoply.html' title='Monopoly'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/RqeegwRxNcI/AAAAAAAAACk/vCMHLywmClc/s72-c/mono2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-5508900404156260867</id><published>2007-07-06T08:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T09:08:03.577-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay family vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rosie o&apos;donnell cruise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='r family vacations'/><title type='text'>R Family Vacations 7/7/7</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/Ro4_WTn96bI/AAAAAAAAACE/aQkaRCXc7VQ/s1600-h/RFV2007Feb+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084070681805449650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/Ro4_WTn96bI/AAAAAAAAACE/aQkaRCXc7VQ/s320/RFV2007Feb+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's that time again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rosie cruise #5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we are truly blessed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to have a week full of love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;full of equality&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;where borders and lines are never drawn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;where all children are wanted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;spouses love unconditionally&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and children's laughter is the music&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;boys can wear pink without worry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and magic is real and around every corner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope to see you all there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;happy summer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-5508900404156260867?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/5508900404156260867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=5508900404156260867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/5508900404156260867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/5508900404156260867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2007/07/r-family-vacations-777.html' title='R Family Vacations 7/7/7'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/Ro4_WTn96bI/AAAAAAAAACE/aQkaRCXc7VQ/s72-c/RFV2007Feb+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-8432255964137465791</id><published>2007-07-06T07:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T09:07:08.856-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay adoption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biracial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='race'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='multi-racial'/><title type='text'>white black brown - same same same</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/Ro45ojn96aI/AAAAAAAAAB8/fpkC1-90zaY/s1600-h/adoption.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084064398268295586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/Ro45ojn96aI/AAAAAAAAAB8/fpkC1-90zaY/s320/adoption.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I took Zion to an audition&lt;br /&gt;he wants to be famous&lt;br /&gt;so we got him an agent.&lt;br /&gt;we get calls&lt;br /&gt;go for auditions&lt;br /&gt;where he shines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes I can see the look&lt;br /&gt;other parents&lt;br /&gt;questioning our relationship&lt;br /&gt;approving or damming&lt;br /&gt;unsure and uncomfortable with difference&lt;br /&gt;butchy woman&lt;br /&gt;white&lt;br /&gt;tall slender beautiful African young man&lt;br /&gt;is this his foster mother?&lt;br /&gt;guardian agent friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walked into the "green room"&lt;br /&gt;another mom&lt;br /&gt;unusual looking - like Iman&lt;br /&gt;modelish&lt;br /&gt;tall&lt;br /&gt;very dark skin&lt;br /&gt;nervous about her surroundings&lt;br /&gt;first audition for her son&lt;br /&gt;She held a baby on her lap&lt;br /&gt;beautiful&lt;br /&gt;maybe white, maybe Asian&lt;br /&gt;big curls and no teeth&lt;br /&gt;all cheeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mom looked at me shyly&lt;br /&gt;she didn't even see us&lt;br /&gt;didn't notice our difference&lt;br /&gt;she said "no one ever thinks she's mine"&lt;br /&gt;in her own world&lt;br /&gt;prepared for judgement&lt;br /&gt;as I always am&lt;br /&gt;"my husband is Asian"&lt;br /&gt;I laughed I smiled&lt;br /&gt;no one ever thinks he's mine either&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sameness&lt;br /&gt;level&lt;br /&gt;understanding&lt;br /&gt;amazing moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the room of coffee and carbs&lt;br /&gt;where the moms wait&lt;br /&gt;she glanced at Z's pictures&lt;br /&gt;she saw an image of my daughter&lt;br /&gt;biracial&lt;br /&gt;crazy hair&lt;br /&gt;a knockout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having black children&lt;br /&gt;I am often given advice&lt;br /&gt;usually unsolicited&lt;br /&gt;from women of color&lt;br /&gt;about my kids hair and skin&lt;br /&gt;I am hyper aware of my duties&lt;br /&gt;it gets my hackles up&lt;br /&gt;it happens often&lt;br /&gt;Like a beacon of bad parenting&lt;br /&gt;or judgement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in this moment&lt;br /&gt;she asked &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for hair care advice for her daughter&lt;br /&gt;she was nervous to ask&lt;br /&gt;she was at a loss for what to do&lt;br /&gt;a moment in time&lt;br /&gt;amazing for me&lt;br /&gt;amazing for her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;white black brown&lt;br /&gt;same same same&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-8432255964137465791?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/8432255964137465791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=8432255964137465791&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/8432255964137465791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/8432255964137465791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2007/07/white-black-brown-same-same-same.html' title='white black brown - same same same'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/Ro45ojn96aI/AAAAAAAAAB8/fpkC1-90zaY/s72-c/adoption.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-4344287074892485977</id><published>2007-07-02T11:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T13:09:15.896-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surrogate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay parent'/><title type='text'>Gay parents and traditonal roles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/RokmoTn96ZI/AAAAAAAAAB0/BEdm9GFqme4/s1600-h/father%26son.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082636128368847250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/RokmoTn96ZI/AAAAAAAAAB0/BEdm9GFqme4/s320/father%26son.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Evolved Moms: My partner Doug and I are having a baby, a son!!! Our surrogate is five months pregnant and we are so excited. But the closer we get, the more anxiety I am having. What if he wants to play baseball and dig up worms? What if he loves to talk football? I guess I am traditional in they way some gay men are. I love old movies and baking and making our home pretty. I have so much love to give him, but what if he wants or needs someone more butch. Someone who can actually throw a football? Help I am totally freaking out. Love the blog... From sissy dad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Sissy Dad. Fear not. What you child needs is love&lt;br /&gt;I am not the butchest game in town&lt;br /&gt;but kids in a store ask their parents if I am a boy&lt;br /&gt;I own not one dress&lt;br /&gt;not one pair of heels&lt;br /&gt;no makeup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When our daughter was born&lt;br /&gt;something stirred in me&lt;br /&gt;I called my wife from Toys R US&lt;br /&gt;"honey, I am buying barrettes, should I question my sexuality?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my daughter has grown&lt;br /&gt;she is now 4&lt;br /&gt;she has become a fashion expert&lt;br /&gt;Today she needed to find the perfect ensemble of purple and green&lt;br /&gt;even matching undies&lt;br /&gt;to match her dinosaur&lt;br /&gt;she boldly tells us that we are&lt;br /&gt;Not Fancy!&lt;br /&gt;she tells us that our shoes do not match what we are wearing&lt;br /&gt;and that she will ONLY wear dresses&lt;br /&gt;PINK!&lt;br /&gt;and she loves us more than lie itself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents&lt;br /&gt;never understood me&lt;br /&gt;my mother wanted me girly from the first minute&lt;br /&gt;sent me to modeling school to learn to walk like a girl&lt;br /&gt;and bought me dresses - a lot!&lt;br /&gt;that never worked&lt;br /&gt;could never feel good or right or like love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what I know&lt;br /&gt;a child needs unconditional love&lt;br /&gt;When my daughter wants to play dress up - I join her completely&lt;br /&gt;when she wants a manicure, I do my best&lt;br /&gt;messy but cute&lt;br /&gt;we dance, we sing&lt;br /&gt;and I am totally in love&lt;br /&gt;and so is she&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and your son will love you&lt;br /&gt;For the first few years, anything you do will amaze him&lt;br /&gt;even throwing a ball, catching a bug, or playing with mud&lt;br /&gt;he will think you are an expert!&lt;br /&gt;As time goes on, you will let him become the expert&lt;br /&gt;and he will love to teach you&lt;br /&gt;truly&lt;br /&gt;no need to worry&lt;br /&gt;all will be well&lt;br /&gt;I promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will let her do my hair (when it's long enough to play with)&lt;br /&gt;I will play dolls and draw butterflies&lt;br /&gt;all to make her smile&lt;br /&gt;You will play football too, if that is what he loves&lt;br /&gt;and over time he will love that he is better than you at it&lt;br /&gt;they need that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But kids love 10 million things&lt;br /&gt;My daughter also loves bike riding&lt;br /&gt;and camping&lt;br /&gt;and drag queens and baseball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is room and time for everything and you will be brilliant at it&lt;br /&gt;because you have love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congrats!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-4344287074892485977?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/4344287074892485977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=4344287074892485977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/4344287074892485977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/4344287074892485977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2007/07/gay-parents-and-traditonal-roles.html' title='Gay parents and traditonal roles'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/RokmoTn96ZI/AAAAAAAAAB0/BEdm9GFqme4/s72-c/father%26son.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-2229811448775662822</id><published>2007-06-28T14:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T15:47:57.211-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Is your biological clock ringing?  Advice to people who want to know the "right time".</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/RoQYbzn96YI/AAAAAAAAABs/vu-u_YyxPz4/s1600-h/bio+clock.3.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081213145574140290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/RoQYbzn96YI/AAAAAAAAABs/vu-u_YyxPz4/s320/bio+clock.3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Evolved Moms: When is the best time to have a baby? I've been with my partner for seven years and I'm the &lt;em&gt;female&lt;/em&gt; in the relationship. My girlfriend is older than me and wants a child NOW, but she not willing to carry the child for nine months and I'm still in school. (She is eight years older then I) We have a donor already, but I don't know when is the best time. Should I wait until I graduate or should I have my baby before I graduate? I do want to have a child, but not sure when and my partner thinks she is getting old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My easy answer is this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is no such thing as "the right time"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You will never have &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at one time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the right house, with the picket fence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and enough money&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and enough time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and perfect weight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ideal health care &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the perfect job and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the best school system.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you wait for ALL of those factors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you will probably never have a baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That said. A few things are important.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just because she is unwilling to carry a child, does not mean you HAVE to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The are many ways to create a family &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;getting pregnant is only one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In my case, I tried for 2 years &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and never got pregnant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nothing like that is for sure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I do need to say for the record.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are BOTH the females in the relationship&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the roles you choose are yours to choose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but biology is biology&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if she wants a baby so badly that she cannot wait&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and does not want to adopt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;let her get pregnant!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BOTH of your needs and wants matter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you do it next time when you are done with school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I see it age matters little&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My wife is 6 years &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;younger&lt;/span&gt; and infinitely more mature on most levels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here are my factors:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) You must truly be in love and stable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Trust your instincts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you feel that being a mom during school is too hard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then that is extremely important&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whether pregnancy or adoption&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;both are emotionally and in most cases physically taxing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hard to study and throw up at the same time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) The decision is about 3 people and what is best for ALL of you as a unit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) If the answer does not come easily, it's probably not time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) Taking a leap of faith is okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A child is a magical and uncontrollable force. You need to be ready for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;roller coaster&lt;/span&gt; ride of your life. Beginning the process is just stepping into the seat. If you are ready to be flexible and go for that ride. Then it's time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd love to hear what you decide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good luck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stacey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-2229811448775662822?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/2229811448775662822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=2229811448775662822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/2229811448775662822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/2229811448775662822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2007/06/is-your-biological-clock-ringing-advice.html' title='Is your biological clock ringing?  Advice to people who want to know the &quot;right time&quot;.'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/RoQYbzn96YI/AAAAAAAAABs/vu-u_YyxPz4/s72-c/bio+clock.3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-9079381072933230159</id><published>2007-06-04T12:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T13:30:08.629-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homophobia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lesbian family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay marriage'/><title type='text'>What is a family - Advice</title><content type='html'>Dear Evolved Moms,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents, in no uncertain terms, HATE that I am gay. They refused to attend my wedding and now that we are pregnant, I know will not be involved as grandparents. I hate this. My happy = they are sad and angry. I cannot win. What can I do? From Alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Alone. You are not alone. In my life - family is what you create.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072277414551102770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/RmRZbziOJTI/AAAAAAAAABc/GzJTykT6Ws8/s320/KingRichardsFaire10.16.04-12.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is some of my family. My partner, my son and daughter (neither biologically from me) my best friend since 16, her husband and their son Sky, who is their cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For many years I felt I walked alone&lt;br /&gt;Even when my “family” was there&lt;br /&gt;My parents always seemed to want me different&lt;br /&gt;Tried to change me&lt;br /&gt;Send me away, to get helpinterveneinterfere&lt;br /&gt;But really&lt;br /&gt;It was to make meJust like them&lt;br /&gt;And less like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I found happiness and love&lt;br /&gt;Away from them&lt;br /&gt;They were not happy for me&lt;br /&gt;Like you, they did not attend my wedding 13 years ago&lt;br /&gt;In fact, they left the country for a trip&lt;br /&gt;Although not much later,&lt;br /&gt;They were willing to fly to another country, for a friends wedding&lt;br /&gt;- interesting I thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is too young for you, said my mother&lt;br /&gt;Once she told a woman – “she will be with a man next”&lt;br /&gt;But truly she was the least of my worries, my father far worse,&lt;br /&gt;on many levels&lt;br /&gt;As time went on and our love grew&lt;br /&gt;We learned to be a family differently from the restBetter I think&lt;br /&gt;Different in that we do not argue or scream&lt;br /&gt;I do not ask her to change&lt;br /&gt;And I love her unconditionally&lt;br /&gt;When our children came&lt;br /&gt;we shared that love and teaching with them&lt;br /&gt;We chose grandparents, aunts and uncles&lt;br /&gt;Godparents and friends&lt;br /&gt;Who also love them unconditionally&lt;br /&gt;And our family of love I feel is now bursting&lt;br /&gt;And amazing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be fair&lt;br /&gt;My mother&lt;br /&gt;Who I never thought would evolve&lt;br /&gt;Has truly evolved&lt;br /&gt;She is a great grandma&lt;br /&gt;And three years ago&lt;br /&gt;When marriage became legal here she came,&lt;br /&gt;with flowers and asked us to kiss for a picture&lt;br /&gt;She has consistently been there ever since&lt;br /&gt;But so have the scars of the past&lt;br /&gt;And honestly&lt;br /&gt;My father&lt;br /&gt;Is completely unchanged&lt;br /&gt;And darkAnd I have let that struggle goAnd you may too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it is not what we lack&lt;br /&gt;It is what we create that fulfills&lt;br /&gt;I do not compare us to other families,&lt;br /&gt;We are different&lt;br /&gt;And stronger I feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I morn the traditional parents?&lt;br /&gt;Of course&lt;br /&gt;Do I hate the past?&lt;br /&gt;Of course&lt;br /&gt;Do I rage?&lt;br /&gt;At timesDo I cry when there are few to help with the kids?Few birthday cards?Few people to visit?SometimesAm I jealous?Occasionally&lt;br /&gt;Do I hate?&lt;br /&gt;Less and less&lt;br /&gt;But would ever trade my happiness&lt;br /&gt;for any false family or half loveNEVER.&lt;br /&gt;Your family is how you love and with whom you love&lt;br /&gt;Focus on the blessings, it sounds like there are many&lt;br /&gt;Allow yourself to morn&lt;br /&gt;be proud&lt;br /&gt;Change for no one&lt;br /&gt;And teach that amazing baby&lt;br /&gt;to love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-9079381072933230159?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/9079381072933230159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=9079381072933230159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/9079381072933230159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/9079381072933230159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2007/06/what-is-family-advice.html' title='What is a family - Advice'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/RmRZbziOJTI/AAAAAAAAABc/GzJTykT6Ws8/s72-c/KingRichardsFaire10.16.04-12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-3674582895128673336</id><published>2007-05-28T08:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T20:29:22.422-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lesbian pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lesbian separatist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lesbian want daughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay mom'/><title type='text'>Daughters preferred?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/RlrWVjS7daI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k5fJyzm5bpc/s1600-h/xx+baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069599996299146658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/RlrWVjS7daI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k5fJyzm5bpc/s320/xx+baby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear Evolved Moms:&lt;/strong&gt; Do you know of a way to ensure that we conceive a daughter? As lesbians, as women, we really feel prepared to raise a girl. And we are not really sure we are open to a boy. Okay, in truth we really do not want a man in our lives. We don't really understand them on many levels. Any advice? Grace and Cory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay Ladies here it is: No&lt;br /&gt;But no on several levels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand the question&lt;br /&gt;you are women who love women&lt;br /&gt;you have moments of "I really don't get it" with men&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you are a separatist&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you dislike men&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you just really don't like the idea of having a boy around you&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you knew you were a dyke&lt;br /&gt;from the minute you were born&lt;br /&gt;and have actually never seen a penis in person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But parenting gives no absolutes&lt;br /&gt;there are no black and white answers or guarantees&lt;br /&gt;in fact the opposite is true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your daughter grows up and is straight&lt;br /&gt;she may marry a man&lt;br /&gt;She may sleep with men&lt;br /&gt;she may have 3 sons for you to cherish and love&lt;br /&gt;she may be a Republican&lt;br /&gt;marry out of your religion&lt;br /&gt;marry someone of another race&lt;br /&gt;not marry at all&lt;br /&gt;she may be homophobic&lt;br /&gt;you just don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In parenting you will never have full control&lt;br /&gt;the only rule&lt;br /&gt;is that to be a parent&lt;br /&gt;you must be ready to love fully&lt;br /&gt;no matter what comes&lt;br /&gt;health issues&lt;br /&gt;behavior&lt;br /&gt;choices&lt;br /&gt;you must love unconditionally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son,&lt;br /&gt;is a gift&lt;br /&gt;I truly think he may turn out to be Alex P. Keaton&lt;br /&gt;but I will love him fiercely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And let me just say this&lt;br /&gt;I am a woman who loves a woman&lt;br /&gt;a big dyke too&lt;br /&gt;and I accept&lt;br /&gt;that without men&lt;br /&gt;there would be no world&lt;br /&gt;To make your daughter you need to buy the sperm&lt;br /&gt;that comes from men&lt;br /&gt;and take that into your wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To love a child&lt;br /&gt;you must love completely&lt;br /&gt;and let go of all else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand the fear of difference&lt;br /&gt;But when you get pregnant, your control is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In answer to your question:&lt;br /&gt;I do not know of a&lt;br /&gt;100% guaranteed way&lt;br /&gt;to only conceive a daughter&lt;br /&gt;There are many avenues people have tried&lt;br /&gt;some work more than others&lt;br /&gt;and I know you probably have&lt;br /&gt;already researched&lt;br /&gt;when during ovulation to inseminate&lt;br /&gt;what position to be in&lt;br /&gt;which sperm are faster...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that is not what I feel matters&lt;br /&gt;be ready to love your child completely&lt;br /&gt;and then your child will come to you&lt;br /&gt;But please wait, until you are ready&lt;br /&gt;to fully love&lt;br /&gt;no matter what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-3674582895128673336?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/3674582895128673336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=3674582895128673336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/3674582895128673336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/3674582895128673336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2007/05/daughters-prefered.html' title='Daughters preferred?'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/RlrWVjS7daI/AAAAAAAAAA0/k5fJyzm5bpc/s72-c/xx+baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-2920304026918717735</id><published>2007-05-21T08:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T10:02:11.400-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lesbian pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lesbian mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay parents'/><title type='text'>Who should get pregnant first? Advice to queer moms to be. Who can't decide...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/RlGgRzS7dZI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7a6NxWYA57U/s1600-h/baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067007283456341394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/RlGgRzS7dZI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7a6NxWYA57U/s320/baby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Evolved Mom Stacey. My partner and I are ready!! We want to get pregnant, we have picked the donor, picked the OB, and picked the birthing program (so gay we are!) but we cannot decide who should get pregnant first. How did you all decide? Please help us!!! Sue and Cheyenne - mommies to be. Once we decide!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just loved this question, I mean really, when the time feels right - and you both want it, who wouldn't want to be pregnant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. many actually. But for those of you who do here is my advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But first, a story:&lt;br /&gt;About 8 years ago, while waiting for my Bar results to come in the mail&lt;br /&gt;my partner (who does this to me often) says to me,&lt;br /&gt;honey, lets get pregnant now. We are ready&lt;br /&gt;She is a Pisces, a go with the flow girl&lt;br /&gt;I am a Taurus, need I say more?&lt;br /&gt;I always know she is right - I always need a minute to get there.&lt;br /&gt;Once I could speak again my first question was&lt;br /&gt;"which one of us should do it?"&lt;br /&gt;we always knew we wanted kids, some by birth and also by adoption&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what it came down to for us:&lt;br /&gt;I was older (still am, by 6 years)&lt;br /&gt;I had a job with AC and an elevator.&lt;br /&gt;Done. That was it. end of story. decision made. I just love us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that was the easy part.&lt;br /&gt;hindsight really is 20/20&lt;br /&gt;so this is what happened next and what you should learn from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For whatever reason that we and doctors could never figure out, I could not get pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;months and months of fertility drugs, weight gain, and "you thought PMS was bad?"&lt;br /&gt;looking back I think it was truly divine goddess intervention - but I digress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My partner on the other hand,&lt;br /&gt;got pregnant the first time we went to the MD&lt;br /&gt;5 days later was nauseous, and we knew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Real factors to consider in deciding who should get pregnant first:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Who can really handle having the sperm in them?&lt;br /&gt;2) Who is really good with nausea, being uncomfortable, bloated, and awesome at working out and losing weight after?&lt;br /&gt;3) Who is flexible with plans? Really able to change course at a moments notice. But sticks to a plan at the same time?&lt;br /&gt;4) Who is super tough? Not "butch tough" but more - alias, tomb raider, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cagney&lt;/span&gt; and lacey tough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I truly think those are the only factors that matter and here is why. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And this is the honest truth.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Sperm was hard for me. No offense to men, but it was hard enough paying for it, just the thought of it in me made me nauseous. You want to embrace this as a loving process, when you are trying to convince yourself this is a chemical and not millions of tiny fish - it's hard to be open and lovingly maternal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I suck at being sick. I am a wimp. I like chicken soup, don't like to be alone and although I don't whine, I am not sure I am a great patient either. Imagine that for 9 months plus an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;episiotomy&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) As previously stated, I am a Taurus. Change is not my forte. Our birth plan was to have Jessie have the epidural. Our own doctor, family around... Peaceful. Baby came too fast. Need I say more... No doctor, no drugs, no family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I have handled tattoos, broken ribs and a cracked collar bone. I'm a soft-butch. I skateboarded though my adolescence, rock-climb, kick box. But seeing what Jessie went through in her hours of labor. Honestly I don't think I could have done it - and I almost didn't make it through it in one piece - really! Embarrassing as it is - I almost passed out. Jessie loves telling that part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's my advice. You both seem ready to be moms. You will be amazing! and really, it does not matter where the baby comes from, either of you, adoption, a surrogate. Your love will make this family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when it comes to the final choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember:&lt;br /&gt;Which ever one of you can best handle the:&lt;br /&gt;sperm, discomfort, constant changes and pain should be the one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all honesty we are both truly thankful that it was not me. Really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be honest about what you can handle. and which one of you can really do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wrong wrong wrong. And I am so thankful she did it!&lt;br /&gt;Good luck and let us know what you decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stacey - Evolved Moms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-2920304026918717735?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/2920304026918717735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=2920304026918717735&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/2920304026918717735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/2920304026918717735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2007/05/who-should-get-pregnant-first-advice-to.html' title='Who should get pregnant first? Advice to queer moms to be. Who can&apos;t decide...'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/RlGgRzS7dZI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7a6NxWYA57U/s72-c/baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-6588282055303708363</id><published>2007-05-16T19:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T19:48:33.055-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lesbian mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay parent'/><title type='text'>We are back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/Rkub9zS7dVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6FZYteM20Fo/s1600-h/Muscles!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065313691952182610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/Rkub9zS7dVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6FZYteM20Fo/s320/Muscles!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello!&lt;br /&gt;We are back from our hiatus.&lt;br /&gt;We have spent the past few months&lt;br /&gt;watching our children grow -&lt;br /&gt;our son becoming a man&lt;br /&gt;our daughter no longer a baby.&lt;br /&gt;amazing really - time.&lt;br /&gt;I have been sorting through hundreds of questions&lt;br /&gt;from parents&lt;br /&gt;like us&lt;br /&gt;like you.&lt;br /&gt;wondering&lt;br /&gt;seeking&lt;br /&gt;unsure and certain&lt;br /&gt;afraid and brave&lt;br /&gt;about parenting&lt;br /&gt;about choices&lt;br /&gt;about raising kids today&lt;br /&gt;in this beautiful and crazy world.&lt;br /&gt;What I have found&lt;br /&gt;reading all of your amazing and insightful questions&lt;br /&gt;is that we all need a place to connect&lt;br /&gt;and share and learn from each other&lt;br /&gt;consistently&lt;br /&gt;and now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A place where we can be wrong&lt;br /&gt;and laugh at mistakes and empower others&lt;br /&gt;and grow from others' brilliant moments&lt;br /&gt;clarity moments&lt;br /&gt;true hero parent moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence forth&lt;br /&gt;Every Monday&lt;br /&gt;we will be answering a new set of questions&lt;br /&gt;and hopefully spending the week discussing it&lt;br /&gt;with all of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions from circumcision to peeing standing up&lt;br /&gt;from Barbie to how to have crazy sex while your kids are asleep downstairs&lt;br /&gt;advice and love and insight&lt;br /&gt;we hope to share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please join us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thank so much for waiting while we restructured things a bit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we look forward to all of your questions and insight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stacey &amp;amp; Jessie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-6588282055303708363?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/6588282055303708363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=6588282055303708363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/6588282055303708363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/6588282055303708363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2007/05/we-are-back.html' title='We are back!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WwS4SxpxUV0/Rkub9zS7dVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6FZYteM20Fo/s72-c/Muscles!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-116369314104720333</id><published>2006-11-16T10:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T10:46:18.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It’s all in a name – Advice to gay parents</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.familyevolutions.com"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5463/2268/320/zion%20moms.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Over the past few weeks I have received several e-mails&lt;br /&gt;asking for advice on what names gay and lesbian parents should be addressed by&lt;br /&gt;even gay grandmas seem to be getting stuck on this one.&lt;br /&gt;Mama and Mommy&lt;br /&gt;Daddy and Papa&lt;br /&gt;Mom, Ema, Bubby, T-Mom, Daddy Joe or simply Kate&lt;br /&gt;The list goes on and on and on&lt;br /&gt;As gay and lesbian people&lt;br /&gt;We always seem to settle&lt;br /&gt;Happy for what we get even if it is not what we truly desire&lt;br /&gt;our decisions at times fully dictated by the world around us&lt;br /&gt;how will my family relate?&lt;br /&gt;how will the school relate?&lt;br /&gt;will this confuse and cause controversy?&lt;br /&gt;We were the same with words like “friend” - ah the infamous friend&lt;br /&gt;Girlfriend, boyfriend, lover and partner (what are we, in a law firm?)&lt;br /&gt;When domestic partnership began we were all so thrilled&lt;br /&gt;Progress is progress&lt;br /&gt;But separate is not equal&lt;br /&gt;Not by a lot.&lt;br /&gt;So here in the name game I say again&lt;br /&gt;Ask for and demand what you want.&lt;br /&gt;Care not about the confusion or worry of others&lt;br /&gt;I say wife and I say married&lt;br /&gt;I am Mama and she is Mommy&lt;br /&gt;Our son sometimes called us both mom but he has Never been confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he was three we went to a park&lt;br /&gt;A little boy was trying to get his mother's attention&lt;br /&gt;Mama he yelled from his swing. No response&lt;br /&gt;Mama! Again no response&lt;br /&gt;MOMMY!!!! His mom turned to him.&lt;br /&gt;Zion my son looked at me in shock&lt;br /&gt;“How can she be both people in there?”&lt;br /&gt;He was already crystal clear that I am one and she the other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not care about the world&lt;br /&gt;Its rules and roles and labels&lt;br /&gt;I do not care about the moral majority's confusion&lt;br /&gt;Our kids are clear on who we are.&lt;br /&gt;When I went last week to get my daughter at nursery school&lt;br /&gt;A teacher yelled out&lt;br /&gt;Torin, your mommy is here&lt;br /&gt;And Torin said, where? As she ran into my arms.&lt;br /&gt;Torin just demanded that her teachers use more care&lt;br /&gt;In addressing her family.&lt;br /&gt;I am Mama – not hard to remember&lt;br /&gt;Grammy and grandma&lt;br /&gt;Grampy and grandpa&lt;br /&gt;Daddy and Papa&lt;br /&gt;All equally valid&lt;br /&gt;All equally understandable&lt;br /&gt;Like marriage.&lt;br /&gt;Other than cultural names with which you feel&lt;br /&gt;A connection and have a history&lt;br /&gt;I encourage you to hold you what you want&lt;br /&gt;I would never want to give the impression that one of us is less of a parent&lt;br /&gt;Less of a grandfather&lt;br /&gt;Less important&lt;br /&gt;So to all of you out there&lt;br /&gt;Wives, husbands&lt;br /&gt;Daddies, papas and mommies to be&lt;br /&gt;Have no fear&lt;br /&gt;Your child will not be confused&lt;br /&gt;And it’s okay for the rest of the world to struggle a little&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-116369314104720333?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/116369314104720333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=116369314104720333&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/116369314104720333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/116369314104720333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-all-in-name-advice-to-gay-parents.html' title='It’s all in a name – Advice to gay parents'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-116162883102897538</id><published>2006-10-23T13:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T19:52:45.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Public School and the pushy lesbian mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5463/2268/1600/825306503106_0_ALB[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5463/2268/320/825306503106_0_ALB%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We are choosing schools for Zion again&lt;br /&gt;funny, as we moved here for the schools&lt;br /&gt;to this town&lt;br /&gt;I worried about diversity&lt;br /&gt;I worried about the queer family thing&lt;br /&gt;I worried about acceptance of a boy&lt;br /&gt;who loves to dance&lt;br /&gt;who has an earring&lt;br /&gt;who knows every musical&lt;br /&gt;I worried about whether they would have the right books&lt;br /&gt;Inclusive&lt;br /&gt;I worried about the other kids&lt;br /&gt;- what were they being taught at home?&lt;br /&gt;Did they play video-games&lt;br /&gt;would they play with war toys&lt;br /&gt;What would they teach him - my son&lt;br /&gt;I worried about academic standards and challenge&lt;br /&gt;I worried and worried and worried&lt;br /&gt;We talked to the town&lt;br /&gt;We talked to the superintendent&lt;br /&gt;We talked to the principal&lt;br /&gt;we met and met&lt;br /&gt;we provided testing&lt;br /&gt;we offered&lt;br /&gt;books, assistance, guidance&lt;br /&gt;We were assured&lt;br /&gt;All would be fine&lt;br /&gt;And then we leaped&lt;br /&gt;We held our breath&lt;br /&gt;We covered our eyes&lt;br /&gt;Zion jumped&lt;br /&gt;Zion trusted&lt;br /&gt;Zion started to fly&lt;br /&gt;Zion started to fall&lt;br /&gt;Zion crashed&lt;br /&gt;Crashed and burned&lt;br /&gt;Became silent&lt;br /&gt;The school was moderately diverse,&lt;br /&gt;Although he was one of the few African american kids who actually lives in the town&lt;br /&gt;Zion didn't care about that at all&lt;br /&gt;The school has a great mission&lt;br /&gt;supporting diversity&lt;br /&gt;Zion was fine with that&lt;br /&gt;The school has one other gay family&lt;br /&gt;Zion didn't care what kinds of families there were&lt;br /&gt;And many adopted families&lt;br /&gt;Zion didn't notice&lt;br /&gt;Some multiracial families&lt;br /&gt;Zion wasn't worried&lt;br /&gt;he loves all&lt;br /&gt;The school is safe in terms of all of these things&lt;br /&gt;The school loves him&lt;br /&gt;But the school has failed him&lt;br /&gt;The school was unwilling to challenge him&lt;br /&gt;Having clearly never met a boy&lt;br /&gt;So clever&lt;br /&gt;And this got Zion's attention&lt;br /&gt;Zion cared about this&lt;br /&gt;Zion came home crying&lt;br /&gt;Every day&lt;br /&gt;Asking why he must find the capital A&lt;br /&gt;When he reads chapter books&lt;br /&gt;Why must he count the five pennies in a nickel for homework?&lt;br /&gt;Day after day&lt;br /&gt;What is wrong with &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt; he wondered?&lt;br /&gt;When at home he is doing multiplication and learning about gravity&lt;br /&gt;and john lennon and civil rights&lt;br /&gt;kicking my ass at chess...&lt;br /&gt;The school does not see this&lt;br /&gt;They see a boy who is doing what his peers are doing&lt;br /&gt;and maybe less&lt;br /&gt;And that is enough&lt;br /&gt;For them&lt;br /&gt;meets their standards&lt;br /&gt;And every day&lt;br /&gt;My dancer wilts&lt;br /&gt;his light fades&lt;br /&gt;as he waits for teachers to inspire him&lt;br /&gt;The way his dancing teachers do&lt;br /&gt;the way his books do&lt;br /&gt;the way discussing the world and politics and freedom does&lt;br /&gt;I worried&lt;br /&gt;I worried&lt;br /&gt;As mothers worry&lt;br /&gt;And nothing phased my boy&lt;br /&gt;Except the one thing the school was supposed to do&lt;br /&gt;Teach him&lt;br /&gt;Today we begin to look for a new school&lt;br /&gt;again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-116162883102897538?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/116162883102897538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=116162883102897538&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/116162883102897538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/116162883102897538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2006/10/public-school-and-pushy-lesbian-mom.html' title='Public School and the pushy lesbian mom'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-115793405313497701</id><published>2006-09-10T18:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T19:23:07.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Presence Matters - A small town family outing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5463/2268/1600/out%20proud.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5463/2268/320/out%20proud.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, like many saturdays&lt;br /&gt;we took our small company&lt;br /&gt;our family to a festival&lt;br /&gt;pitched a tent and set up shop&lt;br /&gt;we do many of these weekends&lt;br /&gt;Pride festivals around the country&lt;br /&gt;I find them exhilarating and empowering&lt;br /&gt;I love to meet all of the families&lt;br /&gt;and those who want to become families&lt;br /&gt;50% selling&lt;br /&gt;50% educating about how to make families and sharing resources&lt;br /&gt;100% amazing fulfilling - best job in the world&lt;br /&gt;this saturday&lt;br /&gt;unlike all of the others&lt;br /&gt;we did our first small town show&lt;br /&gt;a straight event, I guess&lt;br /&gt;it was local and cheap and well, why not&lt;br /&gt;suddenly we were the only&lt;br /&gt;the different&lt;br /&gt;new territory you know?&lt;br /&gt;Nerves came up at first&lt;br /&gt;how would we be received?&lt;br /&gt;I barely have the words to tell you&lt;br /&gt;how much the world has changed&lt;br /&gt;the gay and lesbian folks there thrilled at our presence and felt validated&lt;br /&gt;but it was all of the others that amazed me&lt;br /&gt;they laughed and cheered&lt;br /&gt;said "it's about time" and "how are you finding it here?"&lt;br /&gt;They said, even thought I am straight please help me find something to buy,&lt;br /&gt;I believe in this,&lt;br /&gt;and thank you.&lt;br /&gt;some weird bridge has now been built&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even see a ravine&lt;br /&gt;I was not aware of the gap&lt;br /&gt;It was like all of this support was out there wanting&lt;br /&gt;to find an avenue in&lt;br /&gt;to stand by us&lt;br /&gt;I thought we were going to do a small show&lt;br /&gt;a saturday&lt;br /&gt;make some cash&lt;br /&gt;for the holidays&lt;br /&gt;play in the sun&lt;br /&gt;but in the end&lt;br /&gt;I became so much more rich&lt;br /&gt;than I could have imagined&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes in leaving our comfort zones&lt;br /&gt;is where we find safety&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-115793405313497701?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/115793405313497701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=115793405313497701&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/115793405313497701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/115793405313497701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2006/09/presence-matters-small-town-family.html' title='Presence Matters - A small town family outing'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-115715592907056430</id><published>2006-09-01T19:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T20:12:58.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to school - first grade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5463/2268/1600/July%205th%20RFV%20Cruise%20Download%20204.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5463/2268/320/July%205th%20RFV%20Cruise%20Download%20204.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5463/2268/1600/July%205th%20RFV%20Cruise%20Download%20204.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I was a kid&lt;br /&gt;My mother brought me to&lt;br /&gt;CVS or the five-and-10&lt;br /&gt;I got folders and pencils&lt;br /&gt;Pencil boxes and a new lunch box&lt;br /&gt;TONS of clothing –&lt;br /&gt;probably in pink and with flowers&lt;br /&gt;A new haircut with hairspray&lt;br /&gt;barrettes with ribbons I do clearly recall&lt;br /&gt;I don’t remember knowing the teachers name ahead of time&lt;br /&gt;I don’t remember visiting the school&lt;br /&gt;I don’t remember any parents being involved&lt;br /&gt;30 years ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son is starting first grade&lt;br /&gt;We scoured the universe looking for a school&lt;br /&gt;The right school&lt;br /&gt;Where he would continue to blossom&lt;br /&gt;Where he would not be the only&lt;br /&gt;Son of a two mom family&lt;br /&gt;African-American&lt;br /&gt;Adopted&lt;br /&gt;Brilliant&lt;br /&gt;Ballet loving&lt;br /&gt;Child&lt;br /&gt;Where teacher would tell him it’s okay to want to be on Broadway&lt;br /&gt;encourage his love and fascination with Senator Kerry&lt;br /&gt;allow him to be proud of his gifts and not really notice the differences&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still bought a new lunch box&lt;br /&gt;(although he is usually to chatty to eat)&lt;br /&gt;I still bought new clothing&lt;br /&gt;(although he loves his – mostly from a skate boarding shop or the rugged bear outlet)&lt;br /&gt;He got a new haircut&lt;br /&gt;(a low fade with skin and no part) Amazing new language&lt;br /&gt;We have spoken to the head of school&lt;br /&gt;The teachers and I am sure&lt;br /&gt;We will be involved in every way we can&lt;br /&gt;And in every way we need to be&lt;br /&gt;And in every way we are needed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby is going to first grade&lt;br /&gt;The world has changed in 30 years&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful&lt;br /&gt;I can now try to make it safe for him&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful to those who came before me&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can help to keep the road paved for those who will come next&lt;br /&gt;Good luck as school starts&lt;br /&gt;We are all educators&lt;br /&gt;Are we not?&lt;br /&gt;but now they&lt;br /&gt;will change the world&lt;br /&gt;for us&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-115715592907056430?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/115715592907056430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=115715592907056430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/115715592907056430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/115715592907056430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2006/09/back-to-school-first-grade.html' title='Back to school - first grade'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-115630242513596532</id><published>2006-08-22T21:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T22:14:15.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesbian baby shower advice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5463/2268/1600/hatched.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5463/2268/320/hatched.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Evolved Moms: My partner is expecting our first baby and I am planning the shower. I have never been to a baby shower and I am pretty sure that this is the first ever lesbian baby shower to ever happen in this part of Idaho. So we are pretty stuck. Do we invite only women and play it traditional? Where would I even find queer baby party favors? Can you help me out?? XOXO Too butch to know better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Butch: Never fear.&lt;br /&gt;and congrats on the impending little tyke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lesbian baby shower, for one, is just a party - so relax. The best part of all of this is that you have already broken just about every rule there is to get this far in your life - and probably a few extra rules and laws I don't know about just from Idaho! You met a girl, shacked up, committed and are having a kid. So don't worry too much about the rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must haves:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Everyone you love regardless of gender.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Way too much food to eat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A few silly games (hanging a crystal by a string over the prego belly to gender, etc)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We suggest some kind of memory book. We left out on a table tones of colorful index cards and glue and glitter and markers with a sign asking for everyone to write their best wishes to the baby - our son just loves to read the now - so cool!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Leave out a dozen white onesies with fabric paints and ask your friends to make some cool designs on abay clothing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;can't forget a cute "&lt;a href="http://familyevolutions.com/shopping/?linkpage=indexf2.cfm?SubCat=65"&gt;my mommies rule&lt;/a&gt;" or "&lt;a href="http://familyevolutions.com/shopping/?linkpage=indexf2.cfm?SubCat=65"&gt;I was hatched by two chicks&lt;/a&gt;" or perhaps a &lt;a href="http://www.familyevolutions.com/shopping/"&gt;lesbian maternity T shirt&lt;/a&gt;? (small me plug)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In terms of favors - any iparty would have some cute pink or blue babies to spread around the house - or on the cake - a few traditional items are fine.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I also suggest doing a bellycast - so cool for after the baby comes. &lt;a href="http://www.proudbody.com/index.jsp"&gt;Proud Body&lt;/a&gt; is a great place to get a good kit.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Music - try some Shawn Colvin or Joan Armatrading in the background.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I could go on and on. Look, all you need for a great queer baby shower is love, food and great music. Whether you are having a welcoming for an adopted child or a gay baby shower all gifts should come from your heart. Follow your heart, have a great time, don't follow the rules and send us some pics!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love when the gay people breed!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Congtatz again!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-115630242513596532?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/115630242513596532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=115630242513596532&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/115630242513596532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/115630242513596532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2006/08/lesbian-baby-shower-advice.html' title='Lesbian baby shower advice'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-115508245078111203</id><published>2006-08-08T12:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T19:42:14.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Advice - Best ways to get a lesbian pregnant</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5463/2268/1600/pregpunk.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5463/2268/320/pregpunk.0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sent an e-mail from a lesbian in Australia.&lt;br /&gt;she wanted suggestions for boosting her chances of getting pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just love my life - a lesbian being asked for advice on getting pregnant. Brilliant!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay - I actually tried for two years to get pregnant,&lt;br /&gt;with significant medical intervention&lt;br /&gt;to no avail&lt;br /&gt;To this day I am convinced that my soon-to-be-born (adopted) son was cosmically standing on my fallopian tubes&lt;br /&gt;denying entry to all sperm trespassers&lt;br /&gt;for the second we quit trying, we got the call that he was born&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My partner tried once and 5 days later was nauseous at my cooking&lt;br /&gt;it was only broccoli!&lt;br /&gt;But pregnant she was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what did we learn from this?&lt;br /&gt;Here is my best advice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get your body healthy - but don't go nuts&lt;br /&gt;Open your mind and body to it&lt;br /&gt;Many dykes - like me - could never even say the word SPERM&lt;br /&gt;If you are not open to it I am convinced it will not stick&lt;br /&gt;If sperm yucks you out - ask your GYN to do it&lt;br /&gt;if you're totally grossed out you probably won't do a good job of it&lt;br /&gt;- and she may just charge you for an office visit, ours did!&lt;br /&gt;Follow your body - if you are stressed, have been trying for too many months, feeling unsure - take a month or two off&lt;br /&gt;IMPORTANT - don't tell anyone, except your girl if you have one, that you are trying&lt;br /&gt;Nothing causes stress more than parents and friends checking in each month&lt;br /&gt;If you already told them - lie and say you are taking a hiatus (lying bad - stress worse!)&lt;br /&gt;Breathe&lt;br /&gt;Fresh is supposed to work better - frozen is safer&lt;br /&gt;If you are going to conceive, you will - I'd go with safer every time&lt;br /&gt;Anonymous vs. known is the same as simple vs. complicated with lots of shades of gray&lt;br /&gt;- go with what will work for you today &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; 27 years from now (friends don't always last and many things change when the babies arrive) my 2 cents.&lt;br /&gt;Drink Raspberry leaf tea (really!)&lt;br /&gt;MOST IMPORTANT - and I learned this from my doctor so it has to be true&lt;br /&gt;Just after the sperm is inserted, a humongous life-altering&lt;br /&gt;orgasms really helps the little swimmers along - TRUE&lt;br /&gt;No baths too hot - but do soak to relax&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop using your body. Pregnancy does not equal fragile and you need to be healthy and active the whole time,&lt;br /&gt;unless your MD says no&lt;br /&gt;Be open to any gender and temperment and welcome the baby in your heart and mind&lt;br /&gt;And then just breathe again&lt;br /&gt;The child that is meant to come - will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly - if pregnancy does not come easily.&lt;br /&gt;Cherish your body before you decide to use medical intervention. It can work, but is harsh.&lt;br /&gt;A dyke with PMS is bad, on fertility drugs - look out!&lt;br /&gt;The right child will come and can come in many forms.&lt;br /&gt;it's the first step in knowing that the child is really the one in charge.&lt;br /&gt;Good luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-115508245078111203?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/115508245078111203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=115508245078111203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/115508245078111203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/115508245078111203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2006/08/advice-best-ways-to-get-lesbian.html' title='Advice - Best ways to get a lesbian pregnant'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-115395007713619344</id><published>2006-07-26T16:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T16:41:17.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rfamily Bliss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5463/2268/1600/tuckeredout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5463/2268/320/tuckeredout.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week in Alaska&lt;br /&gt;all kinds of families&lt;br /&gt;heaven&lt;br /&gt;no bias&lt;br /&gt;no rules&lt;br /&gt;no ceiling&lt;br /&gt;our kids&lt;br /&gt;so connected&lt;br /&gt;perfect pair of sibs&lt;br /&gt;no blood shared between them&lt;br /&gt;no one would ever guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a boat of created families&lt;br /&gt;multi-racial, adopted, married, committed, partnered&lt;br /&gt;birthed, donored and surrogated&lt;br /&gt;more bound than any I have seen&lt;br /&gt;Genetics clearly mean nothing&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful for this bliss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-115395007713619344?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/115395007713619344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=115395007713619344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/115395007713619344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/115395007713619344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2006/07/rfamily-bliss.html' title='Rfamily Bliss'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-115013967421671668</id><published>2006-06-12T13:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T14:14:34.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'>real mother</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5463/2268/1600/GE5C0286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5463/2268/320/GE5C0286.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I held him when he was 5 hours old&lt;br /&gt;changed his first meconium poop&lt;br /&gt;panicked at his first real injury - a hand caught in a treadmill (he was okay)&lt;br /&gt;I have answered the call to every nightmare, recital, practice, tear and need&lt;br /&gt;I have napped with, been napped upon, been up all night, been yelled at, and bear hugged&lt;br /&gt;I have been blessed, loved, inspired by and fallen in love&lt;br /&gt;with this boy&lt;br /&gt;my son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night&lt;br /&gt;he said to me&lt;br /&gt;as we were talking before bed&lt;br /&gt;Are you my real mother?&lt;br /&gt;a girl at school, who is also African American&lt;br /&gt;told him I could not be - as I am white&lt;br /&gt;and that his "real mother" could have kept him - if she wanted to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew the day would come&lt;br /&gt;we have been very honest and open&lt;br /&gt;yet still I dreaded hearing those words&lt;br /&gt;wishing I could have been there and protected or moderated the moment&lt;br /&gt;Yes baby - mommy and mama are your real mothers&lt;br /&gt;You also have a birth mother&lt;br /&gt;but a mother does not need to be called "real"&lt;br /&gt;A mother loves you everyday, good or bad, and is there for all - everyday- forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited for the next question. He looked like it was going to be a big one&lt;br /&gt;one of the ones I have feared&lt;br /&gt;Like why did she, or am I not good enough...&lt;br /&gt;He looked at me so seriously and asked&lt;br /&gt;what did the plane look like on your trip to get me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my worries.&lt;br /&gt;All he needed was one question answered.&lt;br /&gt;I am sure many more will come in time&lt;br /&gt;and I will answer them all honestly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today at school he walked up to his friend&lt;br /&gt;I stood next to him and smiled at her&lt;br /&gt;she is only 6&lt;br /&gt;and not adopted - I know it is confusing&lt;br /&gt;"real moms aren't the ones who give birth to you - they are ones that love you everyday"&lt;br /&gt;he told her and then said to me&lt;br /&gt;"I feel better mama"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you get more real than that?&lt;br /&gt;what a blessing&lt;br /&gt;I have been given&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-115013967421671668?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/115013967421671668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=115013967421671668&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/115013967421671668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/115013967421671668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2006/06/real-mother.html' title='real mother'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-114951635507739165</id><published>2006-06-05T08:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T09:05:55.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'>boys don't dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5463/2268/1600/zion%20flying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5463/2268/320/zion%20flying.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last night&lt;br /&gt;as my son was going to bed&lt;br /&gt;he told my wife that he no longer wanted to dance&lt;br /&gt;Dancing has always been his love&lt;br /&gt;his light&lt;br /&gt;his freedom.&lt;br /&gt;A boy a school&lt;br /&gt;has been teasing him, bullying him&lt;br /&gt;boys don't dance.&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to dance she asked him?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Defiant. Unequivocal. Absolute.&lt;br /&gt;I love it. I am going to be famous. I am going to be Simba.&lt;br /&gt;I am a choreographer already mommy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I told him when he awoke -eyes already serious with the memory of the teasing&lt;br /&gt;That many people say things&lt;br /&gt;out of ignorance - even grown ups say stupid things&lt;br /&gt;Bush tells us that we should not be married&lt;br /&gt;- but if we listened we would not be a family&lt;br /&gt;some people say that people of different races should not live together, love together&lt;br /&gt;-but then we would not have this amazing love - more powerful than most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Follow your heart I tell him&lt;br /&gt;Do what you love, I am here &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How do I protect him?&lt;br /&gt;I can teach confidence - but the world tries to take it away&lt;br /&gt;I can teach faith, Karma, believe, pride&lt;br /&gt;But what do the other parents teach to their children?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to his school today&lt;br /&gt;wanting to scream at this child, I wanted to break him&lt;br /&gt;this child who hurt my child&lt;br /&gt;but in truth, it is his parents who are at fault. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They are just creating another another brick in the chain of hate.                                                    Growing the seems of ignorance from the root up. at my son's expense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zion had one playdate with him - last week&lt;br /&gt;When my partner arrived The parents were smoking cigarettes in the room with the children&lt;br /&gt;Supervising them playing with "toy" machine guns simply clueless &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What more can I do?&lt;br /&gt;From now on, playdates are at our house&lt;br /&gt;From now on I ask more questions&lt;br /&gt;more then I ever thought I would have to &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Zion - you will fly&lt;br /&gt;keep on dreaming&lt;br /&gt;we love you&lt;br /&gt;and we will always be in the front row!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-114951635507739165?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/114951635507739165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=114951635507739165&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/114951635507739165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/114951635507739165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2006/06/boys-dont-dance.html' title='boys don&apos;t dance'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-114635799520491562</id><published>2006-04-29T19:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T19:51:38.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Advice - in the closet with children</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5463/2268/1600/HRC.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5463/2268/320/HRC.0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheri wrote to me this week from Kansas.&lt;br /&gt;"My girl and I have been together for 7 years. We are raising the child I was pregnant with when we met. No one knows we are more than roommates. My daughter, our daughter, is asking questions. Lots of them. I don't want to tell her. Scared. Help."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheri, your daughter knows&lt;br /&gt;your friends know&lt;br /&gt;your neighbors know&lt;br /&gt;your family knows&lt;br /&gt;Free yourself&lt;br /&gt;free your burden&lt;br /&gt;teach your daughter to love herself&lt;br /&gt;and be proud of herself&lt;br /&gt;through your honesty and bravery&lt;br /&gt;How will she learn true pride&lt;br /&gt;when her moms&lt;br /&gt;who adore her&lt;br /&gt;are hiding?&lt;br /&gt;I promise you this&lt;br /&gt;you are not alone&lt;br /&gt;we are here for you&lt;br /&gt;and thousands of others&lt;br /&gt;just like you&lt;br /&gt;probably many right in your town&lt;br /&gt;you will not be alone in this&lt;br /&gt;it just takes one first step&lt;br /&gt;be brave&lt;br /&gt;hold your partner's hand&lt;br /&gt;smile&lt;br /&gt;and speak the truth&lt;br /&gt;we are here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-114635799520491562?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/114635799520491562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=114635799520491562&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/114635799520491562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/114635799520491562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2006/04/advice-in-closet-with-children.html' title='Advice - in the closet with children'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-114486669842282720</id><published>2006-04-12T13:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T13:34:20.020-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Massachusetts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5463/2268/1600/massachusetts.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5463/2268/320/massachusetts.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5463/2268/1600/massachusetts.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We moved from Massachusetts 3 years ago this month&lt;br /&gt;to a tree lined street&lt;br /&gt;1 mile from the beach&lt;br /&gt;amazing school system&lt;br /&gt;1 hour to new york city&lt;br /&gt;to give our son and soon-to-be born daughter&lt;br /&gt;a better life.&lt;br /&gt;less graffiti&lt;br /&gt;open spaces&lt;br /&gt;freedom from the city.&lt;br /&gt;we are two well educated women&lt;br /&gt;we are activists&lt;br /&gt;we have fought for change&lt;br /&gt;from the second I realized that a closet existed I have fought to destroy it.&lt;br /&gt;how naive could we have been&lt;br /&gt;we moved almost three years ago this month&lt;br /&gt;to what I thought would be a utopia&lt;br /&gt;and now&lt;br /&gt;after two-and-half-years&lt;br /&gt;of closed minded comments&lt;br /&gt;ignorance&lt;br /&gt;burdens on our children to explain&lt;br /&gt;their family&lt;br /&gt;their race&lt;br /&gt;their difference&lt;br /&gt;we are home again&lt;br /&gt;In mssachusetts.&lt;br /&gt;Massachusetts&lt;br /&gt;Puritan country&lt;br /&gt;where families seem to fall over themselves to welcome us&lt;br /&gt;call my partner my wife&lt;br /&gt;without any modeling&lt;br /&gt;or prompting from me&lt;br /&gt;where there are so many multiracial&lt;br /&gt;queer, single, women, daddy headed household's&lt;br /&gt;that we blend in.&lt;br /&gt;Who knew I needed that&lt;br /&gt;How could I not know I needed that&lt;br /&gt;How could we have taken this place&lt;br /&gt;these laws&lt;br /&gt;this time for granted?&lt;br /&gt;and now&lt;br /&gt;we are home&lt;br /&gt;and I and am thankful so very thankful.&lt;br /&gt;today&lt;br /&gt;at the doctors office&lt;br /&gt;my son went on and on to a fellow patients mom&lt;br /&gt;about how he beat his Mama 4 times in chess&lt;br /&gt;and his Mommy 5 times&lt;br /&gt;and she did not blink&lt;br /&gt;she did not miss it&lt;br /&gt;she did not stumble&lt;br /&gt;here, in Massachusetts&lt;br /&gt;to live&lt;br /&gt;you must get it&lt;br /&gt;how amazing to be home again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-114486669842282720?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/114486669842282720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=114486669842282720&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/114486669842282720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/114486669842282720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2006/04/massachusetts.html' title='Massachusetts'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-114391892316527429</id><published>2006-04-01T13:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T14:16:25.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"All Aboard!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5463/2268/1600/ro%20and%20we.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5463/2268/320/ro%20and%20we.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5463/2268/1600/ro%20and%20we.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last weekend&lt;br /&gt;we journeyed to New York&lt;br /&gt;to see the premiere of&lt;br /&gt;"All Aboard -&lt;br /&gt;Rosie's Family Cruise"&lt;br /&gt;My son,&lt;br /&gt;P. Diddy Jr.&lt;br /&gt;no fear, no inhibition&lt;br /&gt;completely at home with the papparazzi&lt;br /&gt;he cried throughout the film&lt;br /&gt;happy tears mama&lt;br /&gt;and then big sad ones too - he does not miss the hate and oppression that exist in this world&lt;br /&gt;my small man of five&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told the press that he is inviting president bush on the next cruise&lt;br /&gt;so he can learn to love "two mommies"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have said it before&lt;br /&gt;this cruise is a miracle&lt;br /&gt;the first oasis in america&lt;br /&gt;where freedom truly reigns&lt;br /&gt;please watch this film&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HBO March 6th 8:00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then show it to your family&lt;br /&gt;your co-workers&lt;br /&gt;mention it to your neighbors&lt;br /&gt;the man at the newspaper stand&lt;br /&gt;the family at daycare&lt;br /&gt;the people on the bus&lt;br /&gt;they cannot help but learn&lt;br /&gt;grow&lt;br /&gt;and celebrate&lt;br /&gt;there is no downside with love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-114391892316527429?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/114391892316527429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=114391892316527429&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/114391892316527429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/114391892316527429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2006/04/all-aboard.html' title='&quot;All Aboard!&quot;'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-114288584331256953</id><published>2006-03-20T14:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T16:53:21.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Butch Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5463/2268/1600/feb.22.06%20062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5463/2268/320/feb.22.06%20062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have&lt;br /&gt;two tattoos&lt;br /&gt;short messy hair&lt;br /&gt;docs&lt;br /&gt;torn jeans&lt;br /&gt;worn out melissa tapes&lt;br /&gt;even older sex pistol ones&lt;br /&gt;I like camping&lt;br /&gt;and don't mind sweat, in fact I love it&lt;br /&gt;I don't see myself as domestic&lt;br /&gt;I don't see myself driving a volvo&lt;br /&gt;or darning socks&lt;br /&gt;there is no june cleaver here&lt;br /&gt;and I detest pink, in all of it's forms&lt;br /&gt;when my son was born my mother said&lt;br /&gt;"it is probably good that you have a son"&lt;br /&gt;meaning&lt;br /&gt;not a daughter.&lt;br /&gt;My fairy princess arrived 3 years ago today&lt;br /&gt;and I will tell you this&lt;br /&gt;I would do anything&lt;br /&gt;to make her dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;even make a 4 foot&lt;br /&gt;pink dragonfly cake&lt;br /&gt;and buy pink wings&lt;br /&gt;and wave a magic wand&lt;br /&gt;I would do anything&lt;br /&gt;for her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5463/2268/1600/feb.22.06%20096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5463/2268/320/feb.22.06%20096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5463/2268/1600/feb.22.06%20062.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-114288584331256953?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/114288584331256953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=114288584331256953&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/114288584331256953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/114288584331256953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2006/03/butch-mom.html' title='Butch Mom'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-114124639113517514</id><published>2006-03-01T23:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T23:31:21.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The donor options - Advice to a California couple</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5463/2268/1600/sperm2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5463/2268/320/sperm2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I always knew I wanted to have kids -&lt;br /&gt;and being a dyke was certainly no barrier in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;When Jessie and I began walking down the road, we decided to try to get pregnant first and later adopt a child as well. The donor selection process was the most bizzare experience on so many levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wonderful lesbian couple from California wrote to us recently to ask for advice in the donor insemenation process. They are thinking of using a relative - her partner's brother(who is very cool with the idea and very gay savvy) - but they want to be more educated about the process. They really want to hear from others about their experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I will say is that folks are pretty hush-hush when it comes to sharing about their donor choices. Regardless of which direction you go there are so many factors to look at. I will share with you our thoughts and I hope it sheds some light for you. I encourage all of you to jump right in and help these ladies find a great path to make their family grow. If you have used a relative as a donor, please write in and help these two decide what will work for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first we thought we would use one of our best friends - a very cool guy - sweet and loving. But as time grew nearer I began to worry that he would be unable to &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; be involved. He was so caring and loyal that I thought it would tear him apart to see his birth child grow up and not have the active father role. I couldn't do that to him and I wanted our child to have two parents - not three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worried about the law - but that part is pretty tidy as long as you use a good lawyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worried about health issues and what was inherited. Also, to be honost, no matter how much we trusted this guy - how could I know who he had slept with the night before? It just didn't feel safe to me. We could have had his little fishies frozen - but by then I had too many worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end we chose to enter into an anonymous donor proess. So once you pick a bank -&lt;br /&gt;and that was process enough -&lt;br /&gt;you get this book in the mail&lt;br /&gt;broken down by race.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I always pictured my baby looking like me - a short, jewishy, caucasian person.&lt;br /&gt;but when I recieved the book&lt;br /&gt;suddenly it felt like I was begining to experiment in eugenics.&lt;br /&gt;how could I look at my future child and tell him that I chose white sperm over black?&lt;br /&gt;Because I am white or &lt;em&gt;just because&lt;/em&gt; did not feel right to us&lt;br /&gt;The whole process seemed so strange&lt;br /&gt;to be honest it was hard enough&lt;br /&gt;paying $288 plus shipping for a vial of stuff&lt;br /&gt;thay many college students are just leaving around anywhere they can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end we went race neutral&lt;br /&gt;screened out any major inheritable diseases&lt;br /&gt;any major weirdos (like the one who said "I love violent martial arts" or " I would be the most beautiful biological donor ever!")&lt;br /&gt;and really just went for health and an overall good vibe&lt;br /&gt;to be honest, we also asked for their attractiveness rating -&lt;br /&gt;didn't want a hugely ugly donor, you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also found we did not want to create any falsehoods -&lt;br /&gt;some people like to use a blond donor because they are blond&lt;br /&gt;but really it's just a false impression of resemblace&lt;br /&gt;good for some - not for us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My advice - go for what feels good for you&lt;br /&gt;in your life&lt;br /&gt;on all factors&lt;br /&gt;Comfort now and in 18 years&lt;br /&gt;Comfort now and for when you explain this to your child&lt;br /&gt;Comfort with the safety of the process and health of the child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people have guilt when choosing a donor or adopting&lt;br /&gt;especially lesbains - I am not going to wager a guess why&lt;br /&gt;We have guilt for asking for a healthy child&lt;br /&gt;when screening out potential issues or asking for all relevant medical and sexual history&lt;br /&gt;We have guilt for wanting an infant when so many older children exist in this world&lt;br /&gt;Guilt Guilt Gullt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is your child&lt;br /&gt;demand answers&lt;br /&gt;and make choices&lt;br /&gt;based ONLY&lt;br /&gt;on what works&lt;br /&gt;for yourself and your partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope this helps a bit&lt;br /&gt;please comment in for these ladies okay?&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to see pictures of your soon-to-be baby&lt;br /&gt;Good luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-114124639113517514?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/114124639113517514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=114124639113517514&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/114124639113517514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/114124639113517514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2006/03/donor-options-advice-to-california.html' title='The donor options - Advice to a California couple'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-114073618655112239</id><published>2006-02-23T16:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T18:12:18.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Duct Tape - Advice to a parent-to-be in New Hampshire</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5463/2268/1600/marry-1.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5463/2268/320/marry-1.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5463/2268/1600/marry-1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I found as a lesbian in this world that I was forever trying to duct tape myself&lt;br /&gt;to my partner&lt;br /&gt;to keep some semblance of legal stability&lt;br /&gt;in this republican, back-woods, repressed legal world&lt;br /&gt;One strip – health care proxy&lt;br /&gt;One strip – will&lt;br /&gt;One strip – intentions&lt;br /&gt;One strip – home ownership, bank accounts, car...&lt;br /&gt;“SEE, WE ARE A COUPLE! WE PAY FOR CABLE TOGETHER!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of fear we started purchasing the tape –&lt;br /&gt;What if one of us is ill and the law will not recognize her words, her thoughts or actions on my behalf&lt;br /&gt;When my partner birthed our daughter Torin, we were living in NJ&lt;br /&gt;If I were a man, even an unmarried man&lt;br /&gt;And she birthed my child&lt;br /&gt;My name would be written with power on that birth certificate,&lt;br /&gt;almost by demand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Torin’s was half empty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear&lt;br /&gt;I had no legal rights to this child&lt;br /&gt;Sure we picked the sperm together, paid for it&lt;br /&gt;I got to push the tube and let the little swimmers start their journey&lt;br /&gt;We cried together when the little purple line became two&lt;br /&gt;I held her for 9 months of puking, sciatica, sleepiness, grumpiness, nesting and worry&lt;br /&gt;I drove to the hospital and walked with her through the contractions&lt;br /&gt;Doing everything I could do to make her happy&lt;br /&gt;Almost fainted once – but held it together&lt;br /&gt;And held our daughter when she arrived –&lt;br /&gt;She peed on me right away and I knew it was love&lt;br /&gt;Love – but not law&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama-to-be from New Hampshire wrote for advice&lt;br /&gt;What can I tell you, sister? It’s so hard.&lt;br /&gt;Her partner is about to deliver, she cannot be on the birth certificate&lt;br /&gt;The have love, they chose this together. how many straight families, or single women&lt;br /&gt;find themselves pregnant without planning or choosing – and not wanting?&lt;br /&gt;Just know that gay and lesbian people NEVER have a child by accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No lawyer will take her case&lt;br /&gt;Gay activist organizations are passing her around&lt;br /&gt;The most beautiful moment of her life – her son’s birth&lt;br /&gt;She feels it is marred&lt;br /&gt;She is angry&lt;br /&gt;She feels alone in this fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will tell you first to breathe – nothing can spoil the beauty of this moment&lt;br /&gt;Nor diminish the bravery and love that brought you to his birth&lt;br /&gt;Then look at history&lt;br /&gt;Slavery, apartheid, suffrage, the holocaust – they are very close in time&lt;br /&gt;Breathe&lt;br /&gt;And then I will also just tell you to be angry – you have every right to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how do you fix this?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes activism just sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you don’t ask to be an activist&lt;br /&gt;The reality is that your presence in this fight changes the world.&lt;br /&gt;By the definition of your family – you are not silent&lt;br /&gt;If you can handle more – call those lawyers&lt;br /&gt;If you need a referral, I have a great one for you&lt;br /&gt;Change does happen&lt;br /&gt;Change will occur&lt;br /&gt;By living this life, you show your son how proud of this family you are&lt;br /&gt;Was it yesterday that interracial marriage was illegal,&lt;br /&gt;gay bars raided,&lt;br /&gt;“domestic partner” unheard of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today – be in bliss with your family&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, rage against the powers that be&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, fortunately&lt;br /&gt;You are not alone&lt;br /&gt;We are all feeling this and are here for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are already buying your duct tape&lt;br /&gt;I can hear the pieces being ripped off&lt;br /&gt;holding you all together&lt;br /&gt;keep you as safe and as bound as you can be in such times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sorry I can’t do more&lt;br /&gt;But if the law in Massachusetts makes you feel safer and feels right to you&lt;br /&gt;Do it!&lt;br /&gt;It's better than tape&lt;br /&gt;and lasts infinitely longer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-114073618655112239?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/114073618655112239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=114073618655112239&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/114073618655112239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/114073618655112239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2006/02/duct-tape-advice-to-parent-to-be-in.html' title='Duct Tape - Advice to a parent-to-be in New Hampshire'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-114019218232231568</id><published>2006-02-21T20:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T20:54:52.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreaming of Summer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5463/2268/1600/dosie%20do.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5463/2268/320/dosie%20do.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days ago it&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5463/2268/1600/dosie%20do.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; was 6o degrees in Boston.&lt;br /&gt;today it was 31.&lt;br /&gt;now I am lost dreaming and pining for summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At our house&lt;br /&gt;as soon as the temperature begins to rise&lt;br /&gt;the anticipation begins - even in fickle Boston where you never know, even when summer arrives - if winter is truly gone for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never been a fancy vacationer&lt;br /&gt;no four-star hotels, no room-service, rarely reservations are made...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we met 13 years ago we spent 6 weeks driving cross-country in August, camping out in all of the national parks and anywhere else we could find. Romance at it's best! Occasional B&amp;B's over the years. With kids we have stayed at small hotels and beached the sunlight hours away or camped in the mountains of New Hampshire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even our annual &lt;a href="http://www.familypride.org"&gt;Family-Week&lt;/a&gt; in P-town each year has been pretty low-key. Small place and lots of sun. Cooking our own meals and being together. Tons of ice cream and drag-shows and friends. Annual tattoos for the moms and henna ones for the kiddos. Torin always demands a Winnie the Pooh one! Zion a unicorn or Celtic design. "No needles ones for us, mama! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew something was lacking on these trips&lt;br /&gt;It was not the being spoiled&lt;br /&gt;It was not the room-service&lt;br /&gt;It was not the chocolate on the pillow&lt;br /&gt;or the sheets being turned down&lt;br /&gt;It was not the location&lt;br /&gt;and clearly not the company&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three years ago we ventured onto the &lt;a href="http://www.rfamilyvacations.com"&gt;R Family Vacations cruise&lt;/a&gt;. Kelli and Rosie O'Donnell's vacation company - really not something in our nature - but it just called out to us,&lt;br /&gt;pulling us in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What attracted me so much to this -&lt;br /&gt;enough to pull me out of my Taurean sameness - ok stubborness - track,&lt;br /&gt;was the mission&lt;br /&gt;Kelli and Gregg - the founders - wanted this cruise to be....&lt;br /&gt;for gay families and all those who love and support them.&lt;br /&gt;Not a cruise for lesbian moms, or a single dads' event, or even a floating political rally - as many gay events can become.&lt;br /&gt;and definitely not a cruisy cruise (if you know what I mean)&lt;br /&gt;nothing separatist here.&lt;br /&gt;A vacation full of love and fun for &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; who love "our families"&lt;br /&gt;what a relief!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words could never be enough...&lt;br /&gt;1200 rooms&lt;br /&gt;straight grandparents, multiracial families, so many daddies and their adopted, surrogated, birthed and fostered children. Siblings embracing. Straight and gay teenagers. Friends and family. Together. Straight women who came because they knew they would be accepted. Performers from all walks of life - gay, straight, white, black, funny, serious, even a professional football-playing opera singer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like meeting the family you always wish you had, you know? and all of these people became our family.&lt;br /&gt;truly&lt;br /&gt;and everywhere we looked were tears - mostly from the relief of finally finding such a place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For us we also found home. A floating world without bias. Zion could wear a kilt if he wished, sing karaoke, watch Broadway singers and dream his dreams. We could dance all night long without care, spend our time with hundreds of families who worked as hard as we did just to create their families - never taking their little ones for ganted - ever, and as the days went by the power seemed to grow and grow and grow until it filled us all completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the defensiveness, protectiveness, and worries of difference that we all carry on our shoulders every day - consciously or not - just began to break off and float away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly think we all left that ship carrying a bit less tolerance for those who "tolerate us" in the world. We all left with a bit more adamance at what the world &lt;em&gt;should&lt;/em&gt; be for ourselves and our children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They succeeded in creating a world where all people, straight, gay, married, old, single, young, in transition, exploring, adopted, birthed, tattooed, straight-laced, suburban, rural, city, jewish, pagan, christian, and atheist - all lived, danced in silly costumes, sang at the top of our lungs in pseudo-harmony, loved, and ate way too much food - together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They proved it can be done! I notice now we all seem to demand it a bit more of our "land-based" world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32 degrees projected for tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;four months to go&lt;br /&gt;four months&lt;br /&gt;can't wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5463/2268/1600/familyweek%2004%20069.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5463/2268/320/familyweek%2004%20069.5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-114019218232231568?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/114019218232231568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=114019218232231568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/114019218232231568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/114019218232231568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2006/02/dreaming-of-summer.html' title='Dreaming of Summer...'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-114038805489327618</id><published>2006-02-19T17:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T18:41:55.146-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Day - Advice to a Worried Texan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.twobrides.com"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5463/2268/320/dolphingirls-LG.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This situation kills me first – then just pisses me off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Wanting Understanding” wrote to us from Texas.&lt;br /&gt;They are ready to get married but her father not only refuses to walk her down the aisle – but even to attend. “How do I get him to realize how important this is to us?” she writes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people discuss wanting a child, I often tell them this:&lt;br /&gt;This child of someday&lt;br /&gt;Is a person&lt;br /&gt;And before you dream your dream&lt;br /&gt;Before you buy the crib or booties or toys or mini-Harley&lt;br /&gt;Remember this&lt;br /&gt;Someday this little person&lt;br /&gt;may choose another path than yours&lt;br /&gt;another religion, or educational path or career&lt;br /&gt;maybe they will marry someone of a different race, or choose to not have a children&lt;br /&gt;maybe they will be single forever, or gay or a T or unsure for their lives&lt;br /&gt;maybe even a republican or, dare I say, an NRA card-holder&lt;br /&gt;or maybe they will choose to be nothing, offer nothing and drift though life&lt;br /&gt;but your job as their parent&lt;br /&gt;is to love them&lt;br /&gt;and to love them fiercely&lt;br /&gt;to assist in guiding their choices and support the ones they make – forever, and without strings&lt;br /&gt;I am sure one of mine will be "Alex P. Keaton” for a time – Zion already would prefer ties to jeans, and Torin, no matter how hard I refuse to make the purchase, just wants to be a princess and have a Barbie&lt;br /&gt;But, luckily, Zion does, too!&lt;br /&gt;As long as neither gets Barbie's anorexia or horrid self-image or dainty un-sports-able ankles&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your wedding day&lt;br /&gt;the happiest day of your life&lt;br /&gt;is yours forever&lt;br /&gt;Having someone there who truly does not bless it in his heart&lt;br /&gt;may just really taint your day&lt;br /&gt;your day&lt;br /&gt;your day&lt;br /&gt;say it&lt;br /&gt;“My Day”&lt;br /&gt;This is your dream, your life&lt;br /&gt;your love to share&lt;br /&gt;And all those who witness are blessed to do so&lt;br /&gt;and all those who miss out&lt;br /&gt;have missed witnessing a blessing and a miracle&lt;br /&gt;and that is punishment enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I urge you to be open and love fiercely&lt;br /&gt;To shout out to the world through all of your guests that you accept no less than this perfect love and in fact&lt;br /&gt;You demand the world take note&lt;br /&gt;Your day is real&lt;br /&gt;Your day&lt;br /&gt;is yours&lt;br /&gt;Being invited was a true gift on your part to someone&lt;br /&gt;who has failed in his job&lt;br /&gt;Maybe someday he will come around&lt;br /&gt;many do&lt;br /&gt;and maybe it will be awesome on that day&lt;br /&gt;But this day is yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessie and I wore no shoes&lt;br /&gt;Eleven months after we met we were married&lt;br /&gt;before the law recognized&lt;br /&gt;A Pagan, Unitarian, Native-American ceremony&lt;br /&gt;That was what we wanted&lt;br /&gt;on our day&lt;br /&gt;Many came and blessed us&lt;br /&gt;some did not&lt;br /&gt;Many blessed later – much later&lt;br /&gt;some have not&lt;br /&gt;But our day was truly unmarred&lt;br /&gt;because we made it&lt;br /&gt;Our day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings for your day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-114038805489327618?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/114038805489327618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=114038805489327618&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/114038805489327618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/114038805489327618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2006/02/your-day-advice-to-worried-texan.html' title='Your Day - Advice to a Worried Texan'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-114019525955044640</id><published>2006-02-17T11:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T12:19:12.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PBS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5463/2268/1600/staters_05272004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5463/2268/320/staters_05272004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today,&lt;br /&gt;as my wife was saying goodbye and heading out to work&lt;br /&gt;during a very loving, sensual - bordering on getting very interesting&lt;br /&gt;kiss goodbye&lt;br /&gt;right as my world began to melt away&lt;br /&gt;into her&lt;br /&gt;our son ran up to us&lt;br /&gt;smashing into us with a hearty, fond morning hug&lt;br /&gt;wanting to also give love&lt;br /&gt;"I've been PBS'ed," I say to her&lt;br /&gt;good feeling gone&lt;br /&gt;sweet boy - bad timing&lt;br /&gt;ahh parenting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-114019525955044640?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/114019525955044640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=114019525955044640&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/114019525955044640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/114019525955044640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2006/02/pbs.html' title='PBS'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-114004762686050051</id><published>2006-02-15T18:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T18:53:46.870-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Zion for President – Have Faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5463/2268/640/DSC01099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5463/2268/320/DSC01099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The New Jersey Supreme Court met today to decide the fate of our friends’ marital status.  Now the true wait begins, after years and years of courts and lawyers – this is their moment.  How do you wait for something like that?  Wait to see if you are legally whole?  Counted, validated, seen by this country’s laws.  Our friends are solid people – nothing will break them, but surely this process has to cost you some sanity?  Just the bare essence of the question – will we be treated the same?  It’s insane just to utter the words, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels like the adoption process to me.  I remember that knot-in-the-stomach rollercoaster ride.  Like somehow this blessing that so easily comes to others is put entirely in the hands of strangers.  Strangers who can decide or not decide to make you a family, and judge you on their terms.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got an email yesterday asking for advice – from someone like us many years ago.  Terrified of the adoption process.   How will we be judged?  How can we wait?  Which road to choose?  She asked us about our path with trans-racial adoption and openness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After two years of fertility drugs&lt;br /&gt;Needles in my ass&lt;br /&gt;Singing Suzanne Vega to focus as the oil based drugs slowly stung their way in&lt;br /&gt;My brilliant soulmate and (then not legal) wife said&lt;br /&gt;Enough&lt;br /&gt;We always knew we wanted a birth baby and an adopted baby – one option went first&lt;br /&gt;And failed. &lt;br /&gt;Stuck in the crazy Clomid cycle, I could not get out and she rescued me. &lt;br /&gt;Why risk your body and our sanity when so many little ones right here need a home?&lt;br /&gt;That was it.  We just let it all go and moved forward.&lt;br /&gt;We found a queer-friendly agency, signed up and were told to wait.&lt;br /&gt;Nine months they said – kinda funny.&lt;br /&gt;Like the New Jersey plaintiffs wait – on eggshells - not knowing - questioning wardrobe and language and history&lt;br /&gt;Four months later the phone rang – “a woman is in labor who picked you – get on a plane right now”&lt;br /&gt;Eleven hours later – we had a son. &lt;br /&gt;A miracle&lt;br /&gt;Smushy crying and amazing.&lt;br /&gt;But what of the fear?&lt;br /&gt;I feared the birth family&lt;br /&gt;I feared the state laws&lt;br /&gt;I feared judgments of multi-racial critics&lt;br /&gt;I feared homophobia&lt;br /&gt;I feared losing him&lt;br /&gt;I feared everything&lt;br /&gt;And then we walked into that hospital room&lt;br /&gt;Two little short white girls in the south of this country&lt;br /&gt;In the bayou&lt;br /&gt;And I met my hero&lt;br /&gt;and she took all of my fear away&lt;br /&gt;My son’s birth-mom – was thanking me – was loving us – was teaching us mothering tips and traditions&lt;br /&gt;When she was giving the most important thing in her life to me, to make me a family&lt;br /&gt;She was thanking us&lt;br /&gt;And my fear was gone&lt;br /&gt;We all needed each other&lt;br /&gt;We all became kindred sisters on that day&lt;br /&gt;She asked if I would ever bring him to see her&lt;br /&gt;would he know her?&lt;br /&gt;And the truth was so easy – whatever he wants is what we will do&lt;br /&gt;And peace settled in for all three of us women&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you have to have faith in the stranger&lt;br /&gt;The ones with the power&lt;br /&gt;The ones who we fear most&lt;br /&gt;The ones who are different&lt;br /&gt;Most often will do the right things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son’s birth family is African-American Southern Baptist&lt;br /&gt;Knowing we were lesbians they chose us&lt;br /&gt;How is this possible, you ask?&lt;br /&gt;So did we&lt;br /&gt;Her answer floored me&lt;br /&gt;Our religion told us not to judge&lt;br /&gt;We prayed and found you were good people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was all they needed&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you just have to have faith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zion was in the backseat of the car today reading a kids’ book about the Constitution – He told me that at his old school all of the kids wrote and signed a school constitution. &lt;br /&gt;Did everyone abide by it? &lt;br /&gt;“Not really – almost never,” he said. &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it’s the same with grown-ups buddy, I told him.  I hope you change the world.  I look at him with his chipped pink nail polish, snowy boots and mussed hair grinning ear to ear. &lt;br /&gt;“I am going to be the first black president.  And I will never sit in the back of the bus, I will vote for Kerry and I will not be narrow-minded!  And mama, I will change the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we all wait for the court to decide, let’s have faith too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-114004762686050051?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/114004762686050051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=114004762686050051&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/114004762686050051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/114004762686050051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2006/02/zion-for-president-have-faith_15.html' title='Zion for President – Have Faith'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21821903.post-113969230733249423</id><published>2006-02-11T16:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T17:22:09.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Evolved Moms Blog Begins!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5463/2268/640/DSC01368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5463/2268/320/DSC01368.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So our Blog begins - on the first full day of the Olympics, how very lesbian, I think! Our aim is to create a space for lesbian and gay fellow parents, fellow want-to-be parents, fellow like-minded folks, to be, to comment, to share, to seek advice when lost, and definitely to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sitting on the couch with Zion - my oldest - five "and-three-quarters" he lets me know. Time flies. We are watching the women's USA Ice Hockey team take the ice. Brutal chick strength. Lesbian parenting at its best. Watching this power team crash and speed around, it amazes me that there are no professional women baseball players. How can that be? How long have women even been "allowed" to play ice hockey in the Olympics? When will the first pair of ice-dancing men take the ice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just scored again! Zion is screaming "Go USA!" Do you think many heterosexual dads watch women's ice hockey with their sons? I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week the highest court in New Jersey is deciding if our good friends - and several other gay and lesbian couples - have the "right to marry". I sit here in Massachusetts, married and watching ice hockey as our friends Marcye and Karen wait - nail-biting, hearts pounding, holding their two children - exactly the same age as mine - to see if they can have the same rights as I do as a lesbian in Massachusetts - as all other heterosexuals in the entire country do. And some panel of judges just gets to decide if our love is equal and valid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I explain this to Z? How do I give him faith in a world when I flinch every time the news tickers by: Iraq, kidnapped, bomb, another troop lost, levees unmended. Separate but unequal still reigns in our world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I urge you not to fall silent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;USA women won six to nothing! Women playing ice hockey at the Olympics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again...look how far we have come. All in time... &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21821903-113969230733249423?l=familyevolutions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/feeds/113969230733249423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21821903&amp;postID=113969230733249423&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/113969230733249423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21821903/posts/default/113969230733249423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://familyevolutions.blogspot.com/2006/02/evolved-moms-blog-begins_11.html' title='Evolved Moms Blog Begins!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15516488790423043776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbdgtYeTkOI/TWPhZZw5ZmI/AAAAAAAAAag/jgNVH5jRg7g/s220/us.bmp'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry></feed>
