Activist Mama – redlipstickmama

The only mother I can be

‘It is not what I do; it is who I am.’ Some self-motivational chap somewhere on the Internet whose quote – despite my skeptical dispositions – I cannot seem to shake off. As most of you know, I have changed careers more than Kanye West said he loved himself. I think I can claim that IContinue reading “The only mother I can be”

It’s a woman’s world…

Or the day when redlipstickmama became Soumountha When I started this blog, I can say this now: I was not well. I was a little lonely not because I had no friends but it was a weird loneliness. I was lonely because I was freaking lost. Too many thoughts, very few outlets, no clairvoyance. TheContinue reading “It’s a woman’s world…”

Addiction

Sara Goldfarb: [about her pills] Purple in the morning, blue in the afternoon, orange in the evening. There’s my three meals, Mr. Smartypants. And green at night. Just like that. One, two, three, four. Requiem for a dream (2000) [Preliminary note: this post contains themes much heavier than my usual stuff such as drugs, alcohol, gamblingContinue reading “Addiction”

The (little) girl next door

‘Girls can wear jeans And cut their hair short Wear shirts and boots ‘Cause it’s OK to be a boy But for a boy to look like a girl is degrading ‘Cause you think that being a girl is degrading But secretly you’d love to know what it’s like Wouldn’t you What it feels likeContinue reading “The (little) girl next door”

My black son

‘I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character’ Martin Luther King Jr. Something that has been happening with G in the last few weeks got me thinking aboutContinue reading “My black son”

Activist mama: I’m every woman…It’s all in me.

‘ My body may be a work-in-progress, but there is nothing wrong with my soul.’ Bree Osbourne (Felicity Huffman), Transamerica Last week, DH sent me an email about a vigil in Harlem for Islan Nettles. I had no idea about who this hot African American woman was. I searched about her death and my heart stoppedContinue reading “Activist mama: I’m every woman…It’s all in me.”

Activist Mama: teach men not to rape

I lost my voice over the weekend. Literally. It was probably a rather nice break for DH and the kids. This quiet life is an interesting experience. I have been knocking once on the wall to say ‘Yes’ and twice to say ‘No’. I have yet to find a quicker way than the morse codeContinue reading “Activist Mama: teach men not to rape”

Activist Mama: Dear Boy Scouts of America

Here’s a copy of the email I sent to Boy Scouts of America. Dear Boy Scouts of America I never write directly to organizations to lobby for stuff. I am more than happy to give a monthly small gift to good causes or sign online petitions but writing? Nope. Never done it. I decided toContinue reading “Activist Mama: Dear Boy Scouts of America”

Activist Mama: the day my child tells me they are gay

DH works for a big ‘let’s make money’ corporation but it is amazing how many good causes he has been involved in. The guy is a walking nonprofit and not just because his entire pay check is spent on feeding his wife and kids. He has mentored a kid from the Bronx, recruited members forContinue reading “Activist Mama: the day my child tells me they are gay”