I got a horrible anonymous comment on the post I wrote for my mom titled "Dear Sandee," including slams about me being too young to be a mother, how my fiance was forced into proposing to me, and basically how I think I'm better and more entitled than everyone. I've unfortunately had to disable any anonymous comments because this person took such time out of their day to potentially bring me down. Which it did not. I am enjoying feeding off the ENVY, got a lot of positive comments from real friends in my life, hugged my baby goodnight, kissed my Prince Charming before he left for work this morning, and am honestly a little concerned for the mental well being of this poster. I slept horribly last night because I kept thinking of how such a sick person was obsessing over my blog that 99% is written about my child, future child, friends and family.
"This is the most obnoxious and disgusting post I have read thus far in my life... Your mother raised you to essentially be shallow is what you're saying? Individuals who cannot afford Limited Too and AE are not "trash bags" they don't have the choice... They cannot afford it... Do you think parents choose to bring their kids to Walmart or thrift stores over AE? Thinking like this as teenager is acceptable but at 24? Having the money to obtain nice things is good but does not make you better than anyone. And piercings and tattoos make you trashy but having 2 kids with 2 different guys at 24 in 2 years isn't? Trapping someone so they propose? I write this because so many think these things... You need a reality check... I only hope you don't raise your children to look down on others. We are all not so privileged. It's not about what you have but who you are as a person. You can laugh at this, hide behind your bf and say it isn't true but I believe you and those who know you see the truth. Grow up... And no having babies does not make you adult... Be a GOOD person, get some ambition stop depending on mommy and child support. Knock off the charade."
If you have somehow fallen upon, "Life, Love, & Rhinestone's" and are having a problem with it, CLICK THE LITTLE 'X' ON THE LEFT SIDE OF THE PAGE. No one is forcing you to read this. Also, grow some balls if you're going to leave a mean, angry comment on here. If you think I am "hiding behind my bf" then maybe you should stop hiding behind your keyboard.
1. This post was for my mom. It was supposed to be about our relationship and why I am beyond grateful that she raised me the way she did. It is so unfortunate that this nice letter I wrote to her was tarnished by such a pitiful person. My mother is an amazing woman and is the least shallow person to walk this earth; she never raised me to be shallow, and NO I will not raise my "look down on others," either.
2. Piercings and tattoos. This is what my mom believes and what she has passed down to me. Sorry if you have a tongue ring, or got a tongue ring when you were 16, and it affected you negatively; it's MY BLOG and my personal opinion. I could not pull off a tongue ring, but I remember thinking they were cool once in my life (my mom still wouldnt let me get one.) My sister got her lip pierced a few months ago, and I laughed at her a little and told her it looked like a sparkly zit, but I didn't look down on her. Ryan also has the beginnings of a half sleeve of tattoos on EACH arm. If you know me at all, you know that I am the LEAST judge-mental person ever, and this specific thing I was thankful for was a JOKE.
3. I used "Limited Too" and "AE" as examples of "non-trashbag" stores because those were the stores I thought were cool in middle school. The name brand stores were taken completely out of context; looks like this "hater" was just looking for something to start their rant about. People aren't trash-bags for wearing Wal-Mart brands, they are trash-bags for wearing slutty miniskirts and cleavage bearing tops to school when they're 14. YES, I'm glad my mother didn't let me do that. This had nothing to do with $$$, it had to do with my mom keeping it classy and in my best interest. I had things and still LOVE to shop at Target. I buy things for Brady at Wal-Mart. I shop at consignment stores for he AND myself because I know how little clothing is worn for babies, and frankly, I can find cute things in a lot of these places.
4. I didn't grow up rich by any means. We lived comfortably, but my parents were teachers and also were divorced by the time my freshmen year of high school rolled around. I worked at the age of 15 and have been living out of my mother's house since I was 20. Saying I need to stop relying on "mommy" is a joke. I rely on her for guidance and support, and if I DID need money for any reason she would be there. By no one means does she financially support me. I never make myself seem "privileged" unless I'm talking about how blessed I am because of the love I have for my family and friends.
5. Yes, I have (almost) 2 kids. Yes, they have 2 different dads. Yes, I receive child support because I am with my son 6 OUT OF 7 days a week. I do not rely on the "system" for anything, and in this state, people are required to pay child support. I am not getting into why Brady's dad and I didn't stay together, or how/why I got pregnant with Baby M. I do have to say that Ryan is doing the most amazing job being a role model to Brady, and that our baby and babies-to-be will have the best Dad ever.
6. Ryan and I are sincerely in love, and if you really knew who I was and how we are together, you would know and see that. I didn't "trap" him into anything, as I was clearly a mother before we started dating and he knew that. We talked about being married before I got pregnant, and when I DID get pregnant, it was a surprise---but happy one---for both of us. We can't wait to get married next year and have lots more children together. If you want to read about his amazing, romantic, proposal that HE had been planning for months, there's a blog about that titled "The Proposal."
7. Get some ambition? Hmm. I'm pretty sure being a mother is THE MOST ambitious thing you can be. I went to college and got pregnant my senior year. I gave up the party lifestyle to be a good mom and role model to my child, and have never looked back. At 24, I will have 2 kids. Yes, it's young, but do I regret it...no. Age is just a number, and I know plenty of people who are ten years older than me who have no business raising children. I will focus on my career when I am done having kids and they are in school because this time in their lives is precious to me. My bigger worry is what I will do with my life since I will have 2 different career paths to choose from at that point.
8. I am an adult. I worked my ass off up until I was 35 weeks pregnant until I LITERALLY started having minor contractions on the job and had to leave. I work at a (great) restaurant because the hours are flexible, I can take days off, stay home with Brady almost all the time, and make great money working only 2-3 days a week. I have a great credit score, pay all my bills on time, and have a savings account with 4 digit numbers in it. I'm also somehow managing to finance a new car, rent a house, have a large wedding, stay home with 2 kids, and take a 6 month maternity leave with the (obvious) help of my 25 year old fiance. We do not struggle by any means, live a normal life together, and couldn't be happier. This is my "reality."
9. I'm wondering who all these "people" are that "think these things." Seems like it's one...or maybe a small group...who are ignorant enough and beyond jealous to assume or think they know things about me. I have an amazing group of friends in my life, and I know that NONE of them "think these things" are true. This is no "charade," this is my life, which you are clearly jealous of if you're taking the time out of your day to bash on someone like me.
10. Speaking of careers, I spent most of my college career studying Communications, mainly journalism, and using "..." throughout a PLANNED OUT ESSAY is an easy way to almost rat yourself out. I know this anonymous poster was not a stranger and I am 99% sure I know who you are. Fortunately for you, I will not try to publicly embarrass you like you attempted to do to me, because I think you have embarrassed yourself enough with that anonymous comment.
I am officially DONE with this topic. This blog is a scrapbook of my life and I have been told that many people like to check-in and read it. This is the first "negative" post I've had to write, but I felt it needed to be done for my own sanity and to defend the relationships with the people I love most. From now on, happy thoughts.