Lyla's Fourth Birthday

This weekend our little Lyla Beans turned FOUR YEARS OLD. Time out! I cannot believe I have a four year old, where did the time go? I know that's so cliche to say, but seriously, it feels like it was just yesterday that I was holding a tiny human against my chest for the first time and now, I'm chasing after a super fast, outgoing, beautiful little girl-- and by chase, I mean trying to keep up, girl goes non-stop and she's fast too. This year was an extra special birthday for a few reasons: her daddy was able to be here (no deployment), it's her last year before starting kindergarten, and could possibly be one of the last times she celebrates her birthday with close family (our big move). Mix celebrating milestones with flipping through baby pictures and you get a recipe for tears, it never fails. Oh man, I am already dreading her first day of kindergarten. I cannot believe how much she has grown this last year, her personality is shining and brightening every space she enters. I am so grateful to be this little girl's Mommy. 
Lyla has been obsessing over all things magical, as well as any and everything to do with princesses, so when we asked her what she wanted to do for her birthday, she told us she wanted a magical princess party. Since she didn't have a party for the last two years in a row, I felt the  absolute need to fulfill her wish--to the best of my ability during 100+ weather at least.
These Princess wands were berry-licious and a hit at the party, they were gone just as fast as I brought them out. Most of our part supplies came from Target but since stock varies from store to store, I was curious if I could find the party supplies elsewhere for you guys and I did-- All hail Amazon!
The gift bags were a last minute DIY project, took maybe 20 minutes for me to do twelve bags, I didn't spend much time on calligraphy this time around because...I'm gunna be real here, I was pooped from back to back store/out of town trips. If I were to have planned this DIY I probably would've gone with aesthetically appealing craft taped opposed to the typical Scotch tape.
The original plan was for Lyla and her guests to be dressed up in Princess dresses, but I quickly realized what a horrible idea that would've been, especially in this heat, plus all the kids were going swimming and it would've just been a hassle. However, if you don't have a pool and the weather isn't as hot at as it is here, having all the girls run around in their dresses would be darling. I was happy we  went with summer clothing instead-- how cute is this dress? 
Ever since we watched Beauty And The Beast with Lyla she has been asking for a dress just like Belle's yellow one. I decided against a plastic tiara for her Belle dress, simply because they always end up getting stepped on the same week. You can see the one I opted for, here.
Here we have a family favorite, homemade triple chocolate cake. Store bought cakes aren't something we fancy around here. Lyla doesn't care for them and if she's anything like me, its because store bought cakes always seem to come with a headache-- anyone know why? Apart from cake, watching Lyla play with her Daddy on her birthday had to be my favorite part. 

Father's Day Gift Ideas

This time last year, we were getting ready to send Alan off on deployment, so most of his gifts revolved around what he was going to need on the ship (sleeping bag and other stuff he would need on the ship)-- so glad that's not happening this year! For a fun spin on these gifts, you can throw in something like a fishing license, tickets to a concert, or  a hotel reservation. If none of these tickle your fancy, you can stick to pancakes, peppered bacon, and coffee -- a much appreciated morning in our home. Have fun celebrating the guys in your lives! 

What are your plans for Father's Day, any gift ideas? I would love to know how you celebrate! 

5 Recipes To Try This Summer

Hey friends! Hope you all enjoyed your Memorial Day weekend. While most of you were out BBQing and what not, our family was busy packing. I feel like every summer we move or have some sort of drastic life change --probably because that's been the case since '12. Any who, this summer is no different, we're on the move again. I'm hoping this will be our last move for a few years at least. I caught myself daydreaming of backyard parties, ice cream on the deck, road trips, tan lines ( the whole summer shebang), but if we're being honest, food was the number one thing I was thinking about. I figured since I often get asked for recipes, I would make a list of recipes I plan on trying this summer, like this Lemon Baked Chicken, which was mouthwatering. Although, if I had to change one thing about it, I would skip broiling and lightly brown the chicken first. Here's a handful of recipes I plan on trying

Breakfast sundaes for the little one and I. 

Grilled peaches ft vanilla ice cream could be a new family favorite.  

I'm a sucker for this Cilantro Lime Chicken topped with avocado salsa (guac?)

I can see myself ending my days with a Malibu Sunset. I also love that you can easily make this a virgin drink by using coconut water instead of rum. 

Mother's Day 2017

How lucky am to have such caring people in my life? A few days have passed and I am still feeling so loved and appreciated. I am so happy that I was finally able to spend a Mother's Day as a mother with my Mom. And how cute is that basket Alan put together? Everything is from Target, which couldn't have been more perfect, being that I love Target and often spend hours of my day there. This was a Mother's Day for the books, for sure. I hope all of you beautiful Mama's felt loved and appreciated, and if by chance you didn't --just know there are so many people who admire your strength as a Mother. I love scrolling through Instagram and seeing all the special moments you share with your littles, you are all an inspiration, and that's something I want you to know everyday, not just on Mother's Day. 

I love that I get to spend time with my daughter, I love seeing her grow more each day I am so thankful that I have that opportunity to spend every day with her. I had Lyla when I was 19 years old, but it never felt like I was a teenager having a kid, I guess I always knew that motherhood was something I would enjoy. Don't get me wrong, motherhood is challenging, and there are definitely times I feel like a complete failure, but that's also the beauty of Motherhood; you are just as much of a learner as your children. Lyla has taught me a lot about myself, being her mom has forced me to acknowledge the parts of myself that I don't necessarily like, and in doing that I have become someone I like more and more each day--that is the greatest gift I could ever receive.

Mother's Day Painted Pots

Happy Friday folks! What are your plans this weekend? We have a full weekend ahead of us. Midweek, we traveled north to go surprise my mom for Mother's Day. I haven't spent Mother's day with my mom since I became a mom, so this Mother's Day is extra special. I'll also be surprising my Nonna, who currently thinks we were unable to visit, because we are tied-up with moving--which is partially true, we are very busy. So far, it's been a great visit. I am feeling less stressed and more comfortable than I've felt since the year started. We're basically on our own mountain top over here,  no one can bug us *sigh of relief.

Before we left, I set up for Lyla's big Mother's Day project. I've been wanting to do a big art project with Lyla and Mother's Day seemed like the best opportunity to do just that. We have a handful of amazing women in our lives and we wanted to make sure we were able to gift them all this year, especially since we might be moving out of state soon. I figured since Lyla has been totally into painting and gardening then why not do both? We set out to our local gardening center to pick out flowers and succulents and then headed to our local Michael's for the needed supplies. 

Motherhood has been a beautiful journey thus far, but I think I am finally at my favorite stage. Lyla has developed enough that she can be involved in most if not all of the things we do now. Before she used to get really upset if she was physically unable to do things, but now she is able to participate every step of the way. Now instead of trying a thousand different ways to tend to her needs before finally realizing she wants something completely different , she just tells us -- it was fun while it lasted. Don't get me wrong, I am so sad she is growing up, but I am also having loads of fun with this energetic, creative, and outgoing little girl. We were not afraid to get messy with this project (peep the baggy pants and t-shirts), the messier the better, really. I think it was shortly after this photo was taken, Lyla had splattered paint across my face. Initially, this project was so we could gift others, but we ended up gifting ourselves with laughter (haha I am so cheesy). We truly are a dynamic duo, so watch out World! 

Obviously, I am not going to reveal the finished pots in this post (you'll have to wait 'til Sunday) but if you're looking for a fun, meaningful way to gift the Mommies in your life, this turned out super cute! A craft level of 3+ and it only took a few hours. 


Fiesta In San Diego

 Hola Amigos! I hope you all took the time to embrace some culture this weekend, whatever it is you did this weekend to celebrate Cinco De Mayo, I hope you had a great time doing it -- even if it includes the Americanized version of tacos (ya know, hamburger meat in a hardshell) least you tried. I say that with all seriousness, at least you tried. Lately, there has been increased tension when it comes to acknowledging all of the different cultures in America, so if you put in effort this Friday to celebrate a different culture ( or took the time to embrace your own culture) give yourself a pat on the back. 

This Cinco De Mayo we headed out to Old Town San Diego to participate in the all the festivities. This is the first time we've been out as a family since Alan started walking again (he is using a cane) and it was nothing short of perfect. It feels like it's been forever since we've done something like this, way too long if you ask me. Obviously we didn't venture far, but we still managed to embrace our culture and have a good time. It felt like every five feet we were stopped for people wanting to pet Arlo, which was mostly okay since we're trying to socialize her as much as possible. She just so happens to love all of the humans, especially children, which is all I ever wanted. 

((peep those gorgeous succulents)) After May comes June, which means I only have 50 days left of this free-spirited beauty being three years old. I have no idea where time has went, but I wish I could get it back. We've always done learning around the house, but recently we made our way over to Barnes & Noble and picked up a preschool workbook (3-5yrs) for her to start working with. We're moving through the booklet at a rapid pace (she's so smart), more so than I anticipated and it's making me have pre-anxiety about sending her off to kindergarten, I only have year left. *insert ugly crying face 
I don't like tacos...said no Juan ever. 

Brunch in Coronado

Happy Monday! We had such beautiful weather this weekend and it would've been a shame not to take advantage of it, especially since Alan is finally off of bed rest. Yep, it's true. He is now limping around with a cane. Our life has been so consumed with doctors appointments and battling obstacles, that we haven't had much time for romance. Luckily for us, my mother-in-law offered to take Lyla on a trip to Lego Land so, we finally had a day to ourselves to do whatever we wanted to. With Alan still recovering we decided to stay local and opted for a quick ride into Coronado for a bite to eat.

One of my favorite places to dine at in Coronado is Leroy's Kitchen + Lounge. They provide provide a seasonal menu, ensuring that the freshest ingredients make up your meal. I am a big fan of their kale salad, but this time I went with an Ahi Poke Salad and it was... ah-maze-ing. Alan decided on the Salmon Toast, (sorry, no pic.) which was equally delicious. We shared a bowl of Truffled Fries that came with a side of pomegranate ketchup and herb aioli sauce (my favorite). For his drink, Alan had an old fashion which he described had "the perfect amount of everything; zest, bitter, and sweet". My favorite drink (like ever) is their house made red sangria, I literally crave it. If sangria is your thing, their's is a must-try. Everything was tasty and satisfying -- zero complaints. Leroy's Kitchen + Lounge also offers pet friendly dining on their patio, which was perfect for us since Arlo is still a tad too young to be left alone. The staff was loving towards her ( I mean , who wouldn't be) and provided her with a bowl of fresh water. This restaurant was perfect for our first date (post accident).

If you're ever in the Coronado area, I highly recommend you take a chance on this place you wont be disappointed, especially if you're a lover of fresh local ingredients, eclectic cuisine, and enjoy a drink or two (maybe a pitcher, no one is judging). After brunch we headed for a little walk along Coronado beach, it couldn't have been a more perfect day.

I hope you all have a lovely and productive week! 


Hey everyone! It's been a while since I sat down and talked about life with ya, and well, surprise! Meet the newest addition to our family, Arlo. Miss Arlo is the cutest, wrinkliest, most lovable Shar Pei pup ever -- and I'm not just being biased. It took a decent amount of begging, a pretty penny, and an eight hour road trip to bring her home. I knew the second I was sent her picture that she was what we were missing. Call me crazy, but somehow adding a puppy to our currently chaotic life, was exactly what we needed. She brings so much joy and lots of puppy kisses and who doesn't love puppy kisses? Lyla has been asking or rather, demanding that we provide her with sibling and while we are not quite ready to head down that route, we figured it would be a great time to introduce a furry friend. 

Luna was Arlo's original name given to her by the breeders, but that didn't work out for us since it happens to be my the name of my in-laws doggy. We had a few names picked out for the pup: Bleu, Peaches, Pumpkin, Hunny, Sauci, Arlo, and Mya. After talking it over a few days we just could not choose and the more we talked the more we thought about why we couldn't name her with any of the names we liked. Bleu, was too posh. Every Shar Pei is called Peaches. Absolutely could not name her Mya when it's our friends' daughter's name. Sauci sounded too much like Stassi, which was the name of Alan's motorcycle (Weird, I know ). Hunny would get confused if I were to call my hunnies, hunny. Do you see what I mean? So, to solve our problem, we let Lyla choose and she chose...Arlo, "like the dinosaur" -from The Good Dinosaur. Arlo was our first and most liked choice, our only issue with it was that it could cause confusion, being that Arlo is primarily a male name and our pup is a female. But hey, it's 2017 and who's going to tell a little girl what she can and can't name her doggy? So everyone, this is Arlo. 
She is the biggest sweetheart, more so than what we could have ever wished for. 
She's currently 10 weeks in these photos. Isn't she the most snuggly little thing you've ever laid eyes on? 

Restoring Balance

Our lives have been a bit out of the norm lately. Following Alan's accident we have been as far away from our daily routine as we could ever be. Who am I kidding? There is no way to sugarcoat our life, it's been chaotic. I've been feeling emotionally exhausted lately, with all we've been having to deal with in the military, one second they know what they're doing the next they don't and it's all at the expense of my husband's health.  Don't let anyone fool you, free things aren't always quality things --If you're a military family you'll understand what I mean. It's been a fight, but I think our assertive efforts have finally payed off. All of the stress has lead to late nights (usually spent reading handbooks, and discussing our next step) followed by early mornings appointment(s). It goes without saying our household has had quite the cranks living under its' roof. We aren't the perfect family, there are times we are at each other's throats, but we always find our way back to eating popcorn on the couch laughing at things like, Tom Sandoval crying on Vanderpump Rules-- is that insensitive? 

We are a family that functions on a routine, so once our routine went out the window, everything pretty much collapsed. My dish-less sink now has dishes stacked in it, Lyla is now waking up throughout the night (she never had a problem sleeping through the night before), Alan hasn't been able to take a shower since January, I haven't attended to my eyebrows in over two months--need I go on? Naturally, I have been trying to find a way to get us back to some sort of routine during this circus show. I started to make a mental list of things I knew we weren't getting: adequate sleep, consistent meals (home cooked, like we're used to), personal time, quality time, work-time, physical exercise. It wasn't until I checked my mailbox that something clicked. The most important thing my family has been missing is balance. A great start to restoring balance is to set goals, assess your personal needs, and make time. We sat down and discussed what each persons' personal needs were, and made family goals that will help us get back to a routine, for instance, putting Lyla down between 7-8 and getting ourselves in bed by 10.

Something I need is to set aside personal time for myself, even if it is 15 mins alone to shower, the door is shut and locked, so not even the cutest of munchkins can get in. During my 15-20 minutes of alone time, I'm focusing on myself. Lately, I have been failing to remove all of my makeup before bed, and my skin is reaping the consequences. For the most part I have normal skin, it doesn't need much attention other than cleansing, but for some reason when I am stressed or when I am about to start my period, my skin tends to change from normal to combination. 

A brand I love and trust, is Ole Henriksen, they happen to be the makers of one of my favorite Eye Gels --which I need after a long day. Lately though, I have been loving products from their collection, Balance. When being massaged into the skin the cleanser will provide a minty-cool sensation-- I love that feeling, I get the same satisfaction from Paul Mitchell's Tea Tree Shampoo and conditioner.  The light eucalyptus scent that all of the products from this collection have, help me to feel refreshed and relaxed after a long day. The Balance Force Toner  happens to be my favorite product from their collection for a simple reason, most toners I have tried have a strong rubbing alcohol scent to them and this one does not. The lightweight Counter Balance Hydrator is going to be the product that lasts the longest, a little goes a ways with this, I use one pump, once a day. Another of my favorite go-to products when I'm absolutely exhausted is the 93,000 Miles by the obvious, Lush Cosmetics. There's just something about a quiet, hot, peppermint/eucalyptus scented shower at the end of the day that helps me balance.

 What helps you restore balance in your life?

This is a complimentary post provided by Ole Henriksen and Influenster.

St. Patrick's Day Snack

The last time I was at an Irish pub, I ended up puking on the beach in Key West during what would've been the most romantic night in my, it's safe to say that I am staying in tonight. And for the record, it was still totally romantic, just in a, I'll hold your hair back while you vomit, type of way. *insert shrug emoji . I have an early morning tomorrow, so I will just be cuddling on my couch watching a movie and munching on Lucky Charm popcorn. I'm a sucker for a salty-sweet snack, during Halloween I usually mix candy corn, pretzels, and popcorn together to snack on during a movie, so why not Lucky Charms, right?--and super easy.  I had other plans for a night time snack, but I had a busy morning running errands, fitting gym time in-between,  and by the time I was finished doing what I needed to, I was pooped. I figured tossing some Lucky Charms into a bowl of popcorn would be easy and just enough to say I at least attempted to celebrate St. Patrick's Day at home. Oh, and I just remembered that I intentionally wore green workout gear, I suppose that counts as well.

Before I sit down with my little to enjoy our popcorn, I wanted to leave you with a few St. Patricks Day snack ideas I had pinned for today. My family would go nuts for these.

Irish Potato Bites // Everything we love!

Lucky Panacakes // Gives "Top of the morning" a whole new meaning 

Donuts For St. Patrick's Day //  You had me at charmed glazed donuts. 

St. Patrick's Day Bento // I am in love with how adorably delicious this looks. 

Green Velvet Cheesecake // Might as well give up being fit now. 

P.S Lyla was stoked about having the "job" of sorting marshmallows from the cereal, and she didn't even sneak one. She is such a good little helper.

Twenty Three

Last Monday I turned Twenty Three, eep! Though I wasn't able to celebrate the way I had anticipated, it was definitely one for the books. Given the status of Alan's health, our family hasn't been able to do much of anything, other than bless the military with our entire family's presence and ride back-and-forth to doctor's appointments--super fun! Ugh, and I feel so horrible dragging Lyla around, she really is such a trooper and a lot more patient than I was as a toddler. There has only been a few times where I've had to take her aside and let her regroup--that's how we handle tantrums in this family. Really, it's the adults in this situation that have been the biggest pain in the ass. 

I did manage to make some time to go get a mani-pedi done, with Lyla of course, because Daddy had to go attend to more military needs, I'm just thankful my assistance wasn't needed and I had at least little bit of time to get pampered. Honestly, there is so much going on with our family and the military at this time, more so than I feel comfortable sharing at this point, but to put it out there, it was really hard to enjoy my birthday with the amount of stress our family has been under. It will all be over soon--I hope. Back to getting pampered, I went to try a new salon which just so happened to be sort of extravagantly decorated. Well, it only took about two minutes before Lyla picked out a beautiful bright red nail polish...which she then dropped and broke all over their marble floor. Kids are great, aren't they? Lyla's reaction was priceless, she immediately felt bad and the look she wore on her face just broke my heart, she was so embarrassed and I couldn't help but to laugh and hug her. No good would've came from shaming Lyla, it was an accident. These types of situations are embarrassing, but as a parent I think it is important to remember that these things happen and the way we respond can either make a child feel loved or like an inconvenience. We ended up having a great time, Lyla was such a little princess in the chair and didn't need any re-polish (I've never seen her be so still). The highlight of my birthday was when Lyla was getting her toes painted, looked up at me with her big soft eyes and said "Mommy you're my best friend." 

The rest of the night I spent getting my back tickled and catching up on some of my favorite TV shows: Vanderpump Rules, The Walking Dead, and Bates Motel. For nothing, it was pretty awesome. 

Forever Nineteen

Today is the anniversary of my sisters passing, making it a day that is always hard to swallow. So much time has passed since my sister's accident, but today,  (that whole part of my life) will always feel like yesterday.  On my sister's first birthday after her passing, I remember my Mother bringing home a ton of balloons for us to let go of in my sister's remembrance. Since then, on her birthday and anniversary of her passing, my family and some of my sister's close friends have let go of pink (her favorite color) balloons as a way to continue celebrating her life. 

This morning I breathed in the fresh, earthy smell that filled the air while it was still raining and watched as the clouds quickly dispersed and the rain stopped--something about today, the day I hate most, was beautiful. Not saying a word about how internally sad I was, I went about my day as I normally would, except today, I payed closer attention to what was in front of me, I loved deeper, and I spoke sweeter (omg did I just quote Tim McGraw? Now I'm worried haha) .  I didn't mention which day it was to Alan until later in the afternoon, because this day is something that I struggle with, it's my tragedy, it's not weight that I want to my daughter, or husband to carry. At this point in my life I don't want to be coddled and I don't need sympathy, all I need is comfort--preferably silent comfort. Those two comforted me today without even knowing they were doing so and I couldn't be more grateful. However, I did need some time to myself to reflect, and sort of ride out the wave of emotions I was harboring inside -- I opted for the gym and a little retail therapy. 

I can't get over how beautiful today felt. The way I looked at people, the way the sun shined on my surroundings, how I could laugh at the simplest things. There used to be a time when I was not able to find beauty or happiness laying anywhere, especially not on this day, and if I did by chance come upon something that brought me joy, I would shut it out, because I felt guilty. I've since realized that finding the beauty in today doesn't mean I miss my sister any less than I do every other day. 

When I returned home, I wrote a quick message on the balloons and we hopped (Alan literally) in the car to go let them go--they had the perfect ocean view. Today was beautiful, just like my sister.

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Kiss Kiss : Marc Jacobs

Marc Jacobs Liquid Lip Creme has stolen my heart just in time for Valentine's Day. I'm not big on lipstick/cream, but I am honestly in love with this product. During the winter months I always seem to be battling dry lips --especially since moving back to California, so when I went to try these products I was a bit skeptical. I am not sure how they did it, but I swear to you, this formula is magic.  Matte lip products are all the rage right now, and although this product goes on smooth and creamy, this will give you a matte look while the finish feels more satiny--magic I tell ya! It also seems like it doesn't completely dry (at least for a while) which means it hydrates your lips longer, so if you're like me and also suffer from dry lips during the winter, then this product is going to be life changing. I have experienced no cracking with this product, which has to be one of the things I love most about it. It's been a long while since I have liked a product enough to go out and buy multiple shades--let alone blog about it-- I promise I wouldn't being telling you any of this if I wasn't obsessed

There does seem to be a little transfer, but not nearly enough to turn you off from this product. This lip cream is incredibly pigmented and sets so well, that even with the transfer you experience, you still won't have to reapply for hours. My biggest tip for ensuring the longest wear, is to use Marc Jacobs Poutliner as a primer on your lips before applying the lip cream and then reline to your liking. On days when I don't wear more than mascara and a littler bronzer, I opt for applying just the Poutliner all over my lips and blending it out for subtle color. These products are a part of an all nude line, and as much as I love nude lip colors, I'm crossing my fingers in hopes that Marc Jacobs Beauty will expand their colors, because I would buy every shade of red ! 

Liquid Lip Creme : $28.00     Poutliner: $24.00

* I received this product complimentary for review purposes

Snow Day

I'm sitting on the couch next to Alan, we're trying to decide which movie we are going to watch tonight--we've chosen The Accountant. Usually we are asleep by this time, but ever since Alan's motorcycle accident our sleep routines have been way off. For the better part of three weeks I have felt like a zombie--waking up every few hours to tend to Alan's pain management and to care for my sick Lyla girl, all while being incredibly ill myself. We haven't got much rest during the daytime either, we've been bombarded with doctors appointments and of course the pleasure (total sarcasm) of dealing with the military side of things --don't even get me started. Since Alan is pretty much immobile right now, we decided to move our beds to the couch, it's easier this way, and luckily for me, we have a comfy couch. 

Today is the day that we should've been moved (Surprise! We were moving), but that is all getting pushed back until Alan recovers a bit more. The doctors don't expect him to make a complete recovery for at least a year, assuming the damage done to his Lisfranc ligament isn't enough for surgery. It has been an emotional roller coaster, but we're managing. His accident has made us zero-in on what we want to do as far as our relationship, whether or not we will be expanding our family, and  other future goals--and let me tell you, motorcycles aren't in the near future. Although difficult, this mess has brought us back to appreciating one another, realizing that we both depend on the other for something, and that we both are incredibly supportive of each other. 

Anyway, in light of all the winter weather we've been receiving here in California (20.5 ft of snow in Mammoth, holy cow!) I thought these were some adorable shots and wanted to share them with you.  These photos were taken in the mountains of my hometown while we were visiting my parents a while back. It was the first time Lyla got to play in the snow, we weren't prepared for it--no gloves, snow pants, or sleds. We only spent about fifteen minutes outside before Lyla learned what "frickin' cold" truly meant. Poor girl, she's known nothing but beach weather her whole life. I've appreciated all the weather we've had, but I am crossing my fingers that this weekend it warms up, I'd love to get the kiddo back outside, we're both in need of some vitamin D. 

Have a lovely weekend ! 

44th Anniversary of Roe V. Wade and Why I Stand By The Women Marching

I wasn't going to write a post about the march, because I honestly didn't think it was needed given the amazing turn out for the Women's March. However, if I have to read  "Grow up.", "Get thicker skin.", "They're only words.", or the best on of them all "Don't be a sore loser." one more time today, I might flip my lid. What do these people think the march is about? Clearly, there is a much greater number of people who didn't pay attention during History class as I had originally thought. How can people actually think that the Women's March is solely about our new president Mr. Trump? As if the oppression of women didn't begin centuries ago and is something that continues today. Sure we can vote, have a job (though equal pay is a grey line), join the army, open a bank account, shit, we're even 'lucky' enough to be allowed access to birth control, but those are just things that we shouldn't have had to fight for in the first place. So, when people from my generation can't comprehend why there are women marching today, I understand, it's a privilege to be so naive --hats off to the many people who marched in previous years. 

Now, I'm not someone who identifies as a feminist nor would I ever want to ( no offense feminists friends), it's just not my thing. And no, I wasn't offended by Donald Trump's pussy talk, it is after all, Donald Trump. Plus, my texts hold much more vulgar content. To make it very clear, I have nothing too personal against our new president, in fact, I was relieved when it wasn't the other. Am I happy about the election, no. It was a complete disaster from the very beginning. I am however, hopeful. Why would I hope for the president of my country to fail? That's dumb. Though, I can't say he's off to a good start. The reason I'm telling you all of this, is because I want you to understand that my opinion isn't one sided or coming from a place of defeat. Through my twenty-two years of living, I've been through quite a lot, more than I wish, but it's given me a wider perspective, it's taught me to listen to others before jumping in with my own opinion, it's made me capable of understanding that just because something doesn't happen to you doesn't mean it's impossible of happening to someone else.

The first time I was touched inappropriately by someone I didn't know, I was 11 years old and it happened on my middle school campus by a boy who was later suspended just a few days for groping my vagina. When people argue that America is not a place where women are objectified, men aren't taught their behavior from an early age, and women aren't taught an early age to just deal with it, well, you can imagine my eyeballs rolling hard to the back of my head. If it can happen on a school lunch ground, it can happen at a grocery store, it can happen anywhere--and trust me, it does. That is why I stand by the women marching. 

Something that really lights my fire is hearing people say that the women marching need to "Grow thicker skin.", they're talking about women who have been raped, emotionally abused, battered. Women who have gone through abortions, miscarriages, cancer. And you're telling those women to grow thicker skin, please do yourself and everyone else a favor and shut the fuck up. Excuse the profanity folks, but like I said, it really lights my fire. Having thick skin is not something to be proud of and it's not something you should teach your children. Telling people to get thicker skin, is just the same as telling them that they shouldn't bother addressing their feelings because no one is going to listen. Thick skin is not a positive attribute, it's a burden. That is why I stand by the women marching.  

When people say to the marchers "Grow up, you're a bunch of sore losers, you're only mad because Trump won", I'm curious, do they mean sit on the couch and pretend that they're okay with the government threatening to take things away from The People? Or to keep going day by day accepting the fact that a system that was set up to serve you, will not even listen to you. I'm not sure what kind of reality other people are living in, but it's nearly impossible to get congress to turn their heads, let alone take the time to hear its' people's cries. What's marching going to accomplish anyway? ;)  That is why I stand by the women marching. 

It blows my mind how people are surprised that women are actually this pissed with Donald Trump. His first mistake, a part from just being Donald Trump (kidding), was threatening to take away women's rights during his campaign, promising to do away with Planned Parenthood and building a Supreme Court that would allow it to happen. And don't for a second think it's impossible, because stealthily congress has already been making the right to choice more and more difficult. That's why I stand with the women marching. 

So, sorry to burst your Trump bubble, but the march has very little do with with a bunch of "sore losers" who are "only mad because Trump won" and more to do with the fact that 44 years of progress are potentially going down the drain, today, on the 44th Anniversary of Roe V. Wade. And please spare me your anti-choice comments, because if you really cared about the well-being of others, the rise of DIY abortions should scare the living shit out of you. That's right, it's already that difficult for some women to gain access to abortion that they're turning to Google for a solution. Are you really ready to go back to a time of mangled abortions? I'm not. That is why I stand by the women marching.

Everyday I look at my daughter and I hope that she never has to go through as much as I did. I can love my daughter fiercely, I can teach her to survive, and for now, I can protect her with all my might, but in years to come, I know that protecting her won't always be within my reach. Knowing first-hand what could happen, is a scary reality to face as a parent. I don't want my daughter to excuse men's behavior as "men just being men", I don't want her to feel like no one will listen when she needs help, I don't want her to lose empathy towards others whose situations vary, and I most certainly do not want her to become a mother until she is ready to become a mother.  That is why I stand by the women marching.