I Am A Feminist



Hi, My name is Jessica Rae and I'm a proud Feminist.

At the base of the Feminist Movement is equal rights. Equal Pay for Equal Work. We're not asking for a any favors, just the same job opportunities. That doesn't mean that just because I'm a woman someone should hire me for a construction job that I have absolutely no qualifications for. Nobody wants me to build them a house, I can assure you. It just means, that should a woman have the qualifications to build a house she should get paid just as much as a man to do it. If that same woman is kick ass enough to be over a construction crew, she should not be overlooked for that position because she has a vagina. See where I'm going with this?
I've never met someone personally who couldn't agree with that, so why such the controversy??

What is really wrong with the movement? In my opinion that nobody asked for, its WOMEN.
I've written a post on Girl Hate before, and recently read Brooke's from Love & Other Blogs post about ladies discriminating ladies. We are our own worst enemies to the Girl Power Movement.


Around the 'Net lately I've been reading other women's thoughts on what being a Feminist means, or should mean. I think people have a certain image in their head of what it should look like to exude the image of being a strong, powerful, independent woman. As a woman who is about to be a mama to a girl it has had me thinking a lot about what it means to me to be a Feminist.
I think WOMEN want to create this role of what a Feminist is, and then tell other women what they are not. Way to go women, lets put ourselves back in boxes we never wanted to be in to begin with.
We judge each others decisions more than any man probably ever has.

Being a Feminist to me means the right to choose to be whoever I want to be.
 It means not conforming to any persons thoughts on what it means to be a respectable Lady.
I can choose to shave my legs, or not.
I can choose to go to college, or not.
I can have my own career, or not.
I can choose to stay at home and pop out as many kids as my Significant Other and I decide to pop out, or none at all.
I can choose to dress as sexy and scantly clad as I please, or as modest.
I can wear as much makeup as I want, or never have that stuff touch my face.
I can have sex as much or as little as I want with whomever I please.
I can have my own opinions/beliefs about stuff and change them as often as I want.
I can do whatever makes me happy.
 I can look, do, be, whoever or whatever I want to be and turn right around and switch it up again.
I'm allowed to make my own mistakes and learn from them on my own journey of self discovery.

We are women, and that is our one common denominator. We are strong, and smart and can make decisions for ourselves thank y'all very much. We don't need anyone telling us how to look, think, or feel about ourselves. We don't need to be shamed into conforming into whatever mold some person has thought for us.

I'm a Girl's Girl. I'm a supporter of women everywhere, to do and be who they please. Its your life, its your body and I'll fight for those rights for every girl til the end of my days. I am a Feminist.

I want to leave you with  some inspiring pro-girl images. I want to get you thinking, what does the word Feminist mean to you.
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24 weeks TOMORROW!

Life has slowed down these past few weeks. Why? Because I'm not longer EMPLOYED! I quit. I really haven't felt more empowered and happy. My job became a bigger part of my life than I ever should of allowed even though that is what the position called for. I'm happy and currently trying to get into this "stay at home mom" swing of things. I will say, my house looks flipping awesome!
Tomorrow, I hit my biggest milestone to date. I'll be 24 weeks. Baby GIRL ( yes we are having a Little Lady) will officially be viable outside of the womb if she, heaven forbid, decides to come early. I'm still having "morning" sickness, and I've pretty much adopted a vegetarian lifestyle. Meat, any kind, no longer taste good and makes my stomach churn. I've also learned about pregnancy cravings. Where I assumed I was having pregnancy cravings with my son, it was much more of a "this sounds good I want to eat it right now". Now an actual pregnancy craving is me in the fruit section of the grocery store staring at all the fruit with overwhelming anxiety. My pregnancy craving is me restraining myself to wait and BUY the slice of watermelon before ripping it open to eat it. Which I have to confess, I ate in my car in the grocery store parking lot anyways.  Its having an argument in the middle of the fruit section of the grocery store with your husband who is trying to tell you we don't need anymore Cuties. Its you, almost screaming back at him that you have ten left, and if he doesn't buy you more you will have a full on toddler tantrum in the middle of Brookshires.  Its also, shamefully, putting your sunglasses on in Walmart to keep people from seeing that you're crying because you don't even see the sign for raspberries anymore. I'm telling you, I love raspberries. I got a effing problem.  I have dreams about bathing in Watermelon juice. 


On the upside, I'm just starting to feel Little Lady regularly and I'm just smitten. 

17 week Life Update


Drew is holding a crystal I gave him. 

Things Drew has said to me the last couple of days. 
"Mommy your heart earrings are really cool"
"Your hair is so beautiful mommy"
"You're a smart girl mommy and I love you"
and just this morning
"I'm proud of you Mommy"
Gosh I wish I could tattoo everything he says that makes my heart flutter so I'll never forget. 

I love these mornings when it is just Drew and I. They are a lot more frequent now that J works out of town a lot. I appreciate these days more now because I know they are coming to an end. That fact no longer makes me sad, but incredibly excited! When I was pregnant with Andrew, I really just enjoyed the experience of being pregnant and was pretty terrified of actually having a little fragile person to take care of. This time, I'm just over being pregnant and want this little Light of Love that is growing in my belly, in my arms already!

At this moment, life is beautiful and I don't know if I could be any happier.



17 WEEK UPDATE
second trimester
A week from today, we will know what our little baby bean is. I'm having an elective ultrasound, because honestly I just can not wait anymore. I have to know. I really just want to start nesting and preparing. I feel like I'm hitting my stride these past few days with this pregnancy. My morning sickness has eased up a bit, but my relationship with food is COMPLETELY different. I'm scared of food. I make myself eat, because I honestly don't want too. I've gained just under five pounds which is perfectly healthy so I'm not worried. I'm feeling movement but anxious to start feeling strong jabs and kicks :) 

I don"t feel like I look pregnant, just like I've put on about 20 lbs in my midsection. Belly is getting pretty hard though :)


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