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Interesting weekend

So here’s something I’ve discovered I won’t blog about: when it’s not my story to tell. When telling of my experience would reveal more than others are ready to share.

That was my weekend. This is the first time I’ve been at my computer for more than 5 minutes since Wednesday night.

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Link round-up: race and parenting

If you follow me on Twitter, you’ve seen most of these. For those of you who don’t follow me on Twitter1, I highly recommend reading the following, if you haven’t already (most are not recent posts):

Feminist Parenting: Teaching History

I’ve never had any thought of telling her about [Elizabeth Cady] Stanton thru rose colored glasses. Far [...]

Whose child is this? Kyriarchy, privilege, and motherhood

Y’all know that I blame the kyriarchy — to talk only of patriarchy is to whitewash (ha ha) the myriad ways that people, including women, are variously oppressed and privileged. It pretends that all women experience oppression in the same ways, and focuses on sexism as the prime or only marginalization of women (because the [...]

#doctorwhofail

I watch a lot of Doctor Who — New Who, yes, but we’re also working our way through the old series (we started with, and recently finished, the 4th/Tom Baker era, and are now on to 5th/Peter Davidson). I also Tweet, um, rather a lot. And so I often find myself tweeting about Doctor Who [...]

Diaper-free, but kyriarchy-laden

I’ve been pestered a few times to write a post on elimination communication (or EC), because even among the “crunchy” set, it’s pretty uncommon, and we were “successful” with the Boychick: he’s been diaper-free (by his choice) since he was 9 months old, and more or less continent and “toilet trained” since around a year [...]

I Spy… race?

“Read me this book mommy!”

“This is an I Spy book, baby, it’s not really for reading. Do you want to play it?”

“Yes, play it!”

“OK.”

He hands me the book, climbs into my lap. I settle him in, open it up.

“Alright, choose a person to look for.”

He points at one of the cartoon figures sitting abstractly, devoid [...]

Presumably straight, presumably male even… but definitely white

I first wrote this four months ago; I’m not really sure why I didn’t publish it then. I looked at it again recently, thinking it was much more draft-y and much less coherent than it turned out to be, discovered it wasn’t that bad, dusted it off, and here it is.

First, let me say that [...]

Sula and sleep: on raising a white child and reading “the n word”

The Man and I have a years-long tradition of reading to each other in bed to help us sleep. Although the arrival of the Boychick changed the purpose of this nightly ritual from decompression- and snuggle-time to help-Arwyn-survive-breastfeeding-baby-to-sleep time, it didn’t really change the books we chose. We’ve always read books with “adult content”, and [...]

Racism in my brain

This is going to be another not-very-fun post for me to write.

First, let me say that I love being reminded of the ways in which humans are at essence primates. We are so very, very similar to our also-primate cousins in so many ways, and it makes me smile to notice the behaviors that [...]

Andrade is guilty, and so am I

I have been half following the Angie Zapata murder case, reading the posts on TransGriot about it, but not reading the links because I am a conscientious objector to the mainstream media (and have been having enough trouble keeping up with my feed reader as it is). I was, well, not pleased exactly (it’s hard [...]

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