I'm a small town girl turned coupon-clippin', bargain shopping, latte-sippin' yuppie; what I would call the best of both worlds. Although I grew up in a blink-and-you-miss-it California town that didn't have much diversity, I 'summered' with my dad in Sacramento and was able to experience other cultures. I wasn't sheltered, just was fortunate to live in small town where we didn't lock our doors at night or some even left their keys in the vehicle ignitions. That changed when I was preparing to move for college: I came over to do my matriculation and was going to meet dad for lunch. I somehow got on the wrong freeway and while sitting at a gas station trying to get my bearings, I was mugged. In broad daylight. At knifepoint. The creep didn't get more than $20, but also took my 'new' ring- a family heirloom that was a graduation present. It was a horrible experience, however, I've never gotten lost since (and that was pre-GPS, peoples!) and it certainly heightend my sense about trusting anyone. I still prefer to think that 80% of the population is generally good; but now that I'm a Mommy, it's much harder for me to grant people the benefit of the doubt. I have my family to think about and I have no qualms about being critical now. Had I really paid attention to my prickling hair when the mugger was approaching my car, I would have rolled up my window and possibly not have gotten mugged. Perhaps. I pay attention to the bat senses much more now.
And I also have started to pay attention to things that, in the past, I would have waived off pre-Kiera. I've always been a pretty open-minded liberal individual; just now I wonder what happened to the other 20% of the population that either makes a public spectacle of themselves or are plainly just bad individuals. What sets them off? Experiencing a bad childhood? Bad parenting? Bad role models? Or just bad genetics? And how do I sit down with my sweet little girl in five years and try to explain to her that sometimes the world just sucks?
How do I show her that the train-wreck that is Lindsay Lohan will not ever be cool or a good role model- can you believe that she is the same cute little girl from Parent Trap? I shudder to think where her train derailed; in this case I'm assuming that it was from irresponsible parenting and more concern about their gravy train rather than raising a normal child. Ugh. At least I have a very good basis for how I do NOT want my child to turn out.
I could go on with other celebrities: Britney Spears, once a hot mess (but not as bad as Lohan IMO); struck gold at a young age and was forced to grow up too fast. Her dad seems to have it dialed in, but Brit created her own Circus, hit rock bottom and has made an impressive comeback; thanks in part to good parenting.
And although I like this teenager's dad since his "Achy Breaky" days, little Miley Cyrus needs a serious spanking. I came across her live performance on Dancing with the Stars while channel surfing and had that united parental thought, "if that were my daughter..." In full disclosure, I have to admit that I like the song but not the outfit and performance by the 17-year old.... I hope that Billy Ray tries to at least remember that she could be a good role model as long as they keep her 'tamed' until she's older- and no, not just 18; into her 20's.... now Beyonce (and even Justin Timberlake... every time I hear that song I think of the SNL parody and laugh) rocked the black onesie, but Miley.... not so much, it seemed like a little girl trying to be an adult too fast.
See what I mean? I probably wouldn't have thought twice about something like this before I became a mom, it's just now....... hmmm. Seriously. I'm not even really judgemental or catty; I just want to have a good environment and positive, normal role models for baby girl to experience. Like Taylor Swift.... or even Drew Barrymore- a childhood star that started on the left path, but straightened her life out and rocks it now. Although it sucks that I even have to show her good egg and bad egg analogies and teach her about stranger danger, it is my job as a parent.... I hoped and prayed and chose to have her and must be diligent in my lifelong job of raising a good person, a positive role model and productive citizen.... nature- nurture- genetics- whatever- with good parenting, it should all turn out good in the end.