Parents Are People Too! Adults Night Out!

As a comfort challenge to myself I volunteered to help at an event called “Parents Are People Too!” The event was hosted by Africa McClain and Jennifer Stein.

In attendance were various vendors ranging from the Organic Candle Company to Classic Erotica.

Parents Are People Too! was organized to provide people with a place to learn about creative and innovative pleasure products. Representatives from The Pleasure Chest, Classic Erotica, & Kheper Games were in attendance.

The main focus of the night was to mingle, network, and learn about what each vendor had to offer.

The most significant factor of the event was the open discussion between strangers about sex and all things to do with it. In addition to the sex discussions and information provided about the products/services of each vendor, a ton of goodies were given out.

A few that I received were….

The only item I was able to try out so far is the Get Trashed!Cup, but that’s only because I’m currently celibate.

Ultimately…

I stepped out of my comfort zone. I spoke to people that I didn’t know in a closed environment where I couldn’t escape that awkward eye contact when seeing someone, You’d just spoken to, in passing.

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A Mother’s Love

My child whom I harbored in my womb

Nine months I carried you

Terrified of your arrival

From the moment you were born

I am to protect your survival

A mother. The scariest thought to me

Only thing I can do is be the best mother I can be

Am I perfect? No not to say the least

But what I do know, the thought of you makes my heart skip a beat

Loving you is the purest love I’ve ever known

A true love. Love like I’ve never known

I take care of you because it’s my responsibility, but it’s more like a privilege

Raising a child, yea it takes a village

But as long as the love is real, and you teach them to the best of your abilities

You’ve done more than your part

My baby you’re my blessing,

And you’ll always have my heart

 

Submission from fellow unicorn, Lovely Golden Cloud

 

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Having an Abortion

It’s my freshman year of college.

The beginning of my second semester.

And I’m pregnant.

2 days late- “Maybe my body is adjusting to the change in my eating habits.”

4 days late- “Maybe I’m just stressed out.”

After a week of my period being a no-show I started to panic. I had one of my friends come with me to Walmart to buy a pregnancy test. (SB: Why are pregnancy tests in Walmart locked in a plastic case and can only be opened at the register?)

I’ve watched multiple movies/shows where the characters had to wait 2-5 minutes for their test results. THAT IS ALL LIES AND EXAGGERATION. It took ClearBlue 2 seconds to tell me I was pregnant.

That night I tried to go to sleep with good thoughts.

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The next morning I took a second test just to make sure I didn’t get a false positive. That test took no time at all to show me those two pink lines again. Now my mind is going into overdrive. It would be just my luck to find out I was pregnant after my guy-friend and I got into an argument and stopped speaking. To break the news to him I simply sent a picture of the test to his phone. I probably should’ve went about it differently but I was too drained to do anything else.

Time to make a decision

I tried to think of as many scenarios as I could where keeping the baby was an option. I thought of running away, I thought of adoption (for all of 60 seconds), and I thought of going home pregnant. In all of these situations I would be miserable. I knew I was in no way ready to have a baby. I also knew I could never give a baby up for adoption. Abortion was an option I never thought I’d have to choose but I also never thought I’d be in such a predicament.

I chose to have the pill abortion. What solidified my decision to have an abortion was the moment I saw the ultra sound. I didn’t feel anything. I knew there was life growing inside of me but I felt no attachment to it. I didn’t think “Am I making the right choice?” At that moment I saw abortion as the only choice.

I thought the pill would be easier to deal with. I was so wrong. I was six weeks pregnant when I took both pills. I opted out of filling my prescription for pain medication. Looking back, I think I was trying to punish myself for getting pregnant.

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The pain of the contractions were indescribable. I couldn’t talk or walk. All I could do was endure the pain silently. My roommate thought I was just having some terribly bad cramps from a clotting period. There was a moment when I tried to walk to the bathroom and before I could get 5 feet from my room I had to stop. I sat down in the middle of the hallway with my head between my legs until I could walk back to my room. The worst part of this entire experience was when I felt the embryo come out of me in the shower. I wasn’t sure what  to do, so I flushed it.

For months after that I spent nights crying myself to sleep. I fell into a deep depression. I stopped eating and lost weight (I was already small to begin with). My nail beds turned purple, I had dark circles around my eyes, and my clothes no longer fit me.

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I haven’t ever encourage abortions and I still don’t but I understand the concept of choice. No matter how many precautions you take things happen and you should be able to decide if a baby is what you want or have the mental and physical capacity to withstand.

Since then I’ve been overly cautious. I can count on one hand how many times I’ve had sex since.

Having an abortion was one of the most emotionally/physically draining experiences I have ever had but a decision I’m glad that I made. I am now happy, healthy, and making a life for myself.

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The Perfect Day

I wake up at 6 a.m to the sun shining through my ceiling to floor window in my loft-style apartment.

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I eat a mango before a morning yoga session with The Breakfast Club Power 105.1 playing in the background. I eat a healthy breakfast then start my day of productivity.

I post to my blog, edit where necessary, and socialize on all of my social media platforms. By 10 a.m I am fulfilling orders, sending off packages, conducting maintenance on my business website, and ensuring customer satisfaction (I’ll inform you guys of this business soon).

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Throughout the day I am constantly eating (good food makes me happy). Once all of my work is complete I spend the rest of the day eating, binge watching Netflix shows, having sex (the definition of Netflix and Chill), and enjoying the company of a man-friend, lady-friend, or both. I end the day knowing that everyone I love is happy and healthy.

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That is my Perfect Day!

Writing this brought a bit of sparkle to this gloomy day I’m having.

Learning to Love Your Body

As kids we have a certain level of innocence, a purity because we haven’t been heavily tainted by society and the people around us yet. It isn’t until we start to grow up that we are taught to love or hate certain features we possess.

Comments that aren’t seen as a big deal like “Do you eat?” or “Are you sure you should be eating that?” have a much greater effect than people realize. It pushes people to think that something is wrong with their weight or physical appearance which causes them to become extremely body conscious.

Sooner or later you have a self-conscious and insecure teen/adult. Keeping up with a socially acceptable body image is practically impossible. Instead of creating a body that others will accept, strive to love the body you have or create the body you love.

I was often teased for being too skinny. I’ve heard jokes such as “You can dodge raindrops”, “You’re nothing but skin and bones” and “If you turned to the side you’d disappear”.

The jokes may have been funny to the people saying them but I wasn’t laughing. I’ve even had people ask me on multiple occasions if I was sick, suffering from anorexia or bulimia.

These things caused me to shop in the boys section. Rather than wearing straight legged jeans I’d wear boys cargo pants. It took me a while to love the body I have.

These are some of the things I did to help me learn to love my body….

  • Sleep naked (be free)
  • Stand naked in the mirror (get use to seeing yourself naked)
  • Say two positive affirmations a day about your body (focus on the good)
  • Point out the features on your body that you love
  • Don’t compare yourself to others ( be your own body goals)
  • Wear sexy underwear ( it’s a great confidence booster)
  • Treat yourself ( get a mani/pedi, wax/shave, get a haircut or a new style)

Create the body you love

  • Eat a healthy diet that fits you (a good diet makes you feel good)
  • Exercise (workout with intent)
  • Surgical enhancements ( make sure your reason for doing this is not based on someone else’s wants or preferences)
  • Have a goal in mind (when you look at yourself in the mirror what do you envision yourself looking like?)

Learning to Love Your Body