I’m a TV junkie. Once my kid finally falls asleep, you’ll find me splayed out on the couch, flipping through the over 800 channels we apparently subscribe to. And my tastes run rampant: I’m just as happy sitting through an hour of “Alphas” on the Syfy channel as I am watching Barry’s antics on “Storage Wars” or crossing my fingers for a “Charmed” marathon on TNT. I DVR “30 Rock” to watch each week as well as the latest episode of “Top Chef.” Truly, there is very little I won’t watch.
Oh, except Nickelodeon’s new channel for moms, NickMom. You probably won’t find me watching that anytime soon, despite being a mom. On October 1st, NickJr — a channel originally created to provide age-appropriate programming for preschool children — began airing a block of nighttime programming “just for moms.” When I heard the news, I started wondering what I, a self-professed TV fiend and mom, was lacking from my already jam-packed television watching schedule. Keep reading »
I grew up in the ‘80s on a tree-lined neighborhood that skirted the edge of New Haven, Connecticut. Nobody really traveled down my short street unless they lived there or were visiting, and my family was friendly with all of our neighbors. With a backyard that was mostly brambling bushes and trees, I spent the majority of my childhood playing right out in front of my house, alternating between frolicking in the garden (much to my mother’s chagrin) or biking up and down the sidewalks with friends. A good portion of that outside time was spent with friends, by myself, or with my younger brother in tow, but mostly unsupervised by adults. Sure, my mom stuck her head out every now and again, and a neighbor was never far off. But the majority of my outside play was independent and unstructured. Keep reading »
It does my heart good to see women of all races embrace Michelle Obama. It is too rare indeed for a brown-skinned woman, a descendant of slaves, a product of Chicago’s South Side to be lauded on an international stage. Considering the heavy burden of stereotype still faced by black women, I cheer a little each time the First Lady gets some shine for her strength and smarts. But I note that in their eagerness to identify with Obama and make her emblematic of modern woman, some mainstream feminists unwittingly erase a key part of her identity–her blackness–and deny the experiences and histories of many African American women in the process. Keep reading »
I’m sure you know a person like me. I’m one of the maybe five people in this country over the age of 16 who’s seen every episode of a teen gymnastics show called “Make it Or Break It.” At 29 years old, I do my own taxes, pay my own bills, put my own furniture together from Ikea, and generally exist as a functioning adult, without problem, complaint or repercussion. I wear nerdy glasses, have bangs and feel very strongly about nail art. I have a job, a career path and a vested interest in things other than J.Crew flats and kittens. I am a grown-ass woman, a one-woman miracle — not a “woman-child,” the latest, freshly hatched archetype from Deborah Schoenenman’s piece, Sparkly Nail Polish, Katy Perry and Frozen Eggs: Meet the Woman-Child, an excerpt from her ebook. What is a “woman-child,” you might ask?
According to Schoenenman, she’s a woman who’s “aging backwards,”a girl who likes nail art and kittens and cupcakes, a girl who has deep and long-lasting female friendships that she values, a girl who maybe isn’t afraid of a polka dot or two. You know the type. The bangs of Zooey Deschanel; that girl in high school who totally knit her own scarves and still gave out store-bought Valentines well into senior year. In Schoenenman’s words:
“She doesn’t have to go into a Tower Records (if they still existed) to buy a Taylor Swift album.She can just download it and blog about her favorite songs on HelloGiggles, a new popular website devoted to all things tween. A ‘woman-child’ is the type to prioritize her female friendships as if she were in a high school clique by posting pictures of her girls’ birthday dinners or boozy vacations on Facebook while her peers post wedding and baby pictures with similar zeal. She truly believes that women are in it together and is all about helping her friends start businesses, meet guys and pick out a cute outfit for a big event. Competiveness among females in the workplace is perceived as totally ’80s. ‘Women-children’ are increasingly looking back to create a new common ground and it’s a warm fuzzy ground.”
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This is Emily Finch, a mother of six who traded in her gas-guzzling Suburban for a thigh-burning family bike. Apparently a full load of kids, gear, and groceries can weigh up to 550 pounds, but Finch keeps pedaling away in her cute wedge sandals, making sure to “rotate kids into pumping position to keep them fresh.” Would anyone be surprised if I told you she lives in Portland? Anyone? Anyone? That’s what I thought. [Bike Portland]
This week at the National Democratic Convention, sexism seeped out of the mouths of three Chicago Sun-Times reporters when asking Attorney General Lisa Madigan about her potential run for governor.
The reporters, Dave McKinney, Fran Spielman, and Natasha Korecki, raised the question of “whether she could serve as governor and still raise her kids the way she wants to,” which continues to be a persistent topic discussed in regard to only female politicians. Keep reading »
It sounds like baby Lorenzo’s first night home was a long one, but his adoring mom Snooki isn’t complaining: “Hardly any sleep but SO worth it!” she Tweeted to her friends and followers today.
The 24-year-old Jersey Shore star and her fiance Jionni LaValle welcomed their son Lorenzo Dominic just yesterday, and congratulations were quick to pour in.
“So proud of @snooki and @JLaValle! Lorenzo is the cutest baby I ever seen. Love him already,” Tweeted Snooki’s pal Jennifer “J Woww” Farley. Read more …
“I try to do something fun with her every day. I just consider myself to be especially blessed, and people who knock porn, well, it affords me to be with my daughter … [When she's old enough] I’ll tell her Mommy has a job that some people don’t approve of, but Mommy’s proud of it and it’s for adults … I wouldn’t encourage [her if she wants to go into the adult industry when she grows up.] It’s not because I would have a problem with what she was doing. My concern would be the way people would treat her. I just don’t want that for her. It’s a lot to shoulder when you decide to be in this business. For every fan I have, there are 10 people who really think I should be dead.”
– Stormy Daniels talks to the The Daily Beast about how porn stardom and motherhood co-mingle. You may remember Stormy as the adult actress who ran for Louisiana state Senate. Or the woman who was arrested for beating up her former husband back in 2009. Since all that hoopla died down, things have changed for Stormy. She found a new boyfriend, Glendon Crain, and the two started a family. What Stormy has to say on the subject is actually rather interesting. On the one hand, she’s not ashamed of her profession, but on the other, she understands how it might present difficulties for her daughter. I suggest you read the whole interview. There’s some other stuff she gets into about being scared that the other mothers will find out what she does for a living and punish her daughter for it. [The Daily Beast] [Photo credit: Penthouse]
The death of Irish novelist Maeve Binchy earlier this week has inspired a lot of articles, most of them warm tributes to her kind heart, quick wit, and writing ability.
British novelist Amanda Craig took a different tack.
In a piece published today by The Telegraph, she wonders whether Binchy might have been a better writer if she had been a mother. The subtitle is even more blunt, asking: “Does a female novelist need to have experienced motherhood to truly understand human emotions?” Keep reading »