“Six teenage girls, six pregnancy’s, six babies brought into the world as you watched from home. What was it like to give birth on MTV? How has life changed since the camera’s stopped rolling? What does the future hold for these young women and their children?” this is what Dr. Drew ask while promising to answer it all in this one-hour program.
Did you watch this?
Did you think all the above questions were answered?
Is it even possible to answer the last question?
Let me know what you think, I will write a follow up on breastfeeding on the next post.
I was reading a post called “Free Range Children-Just look East”.
The blogger wrote about a debate he participated in at college. The question was: should first world countries be obligated to make third world countries more westernized?
He was on the No side of the debate when actually he felt the answer was a definite yes. This was until he began to prepare for the debate. I loved the questions he asks at the debate. He held up a picture of a smiling Indian child and asks, “Does this child laugh any less than a child in a first world country? Will all the wealth that comes with a First World existence make this child’s smile any wider?” The other side took pause at this but ended up winning. I felt that had the judges really thought about these questions he would of won the debate.
Just as a child can be loved and happy anywhere; a child can also be crushed anywhere, anyplace if those caring for them are cold hearted and do not take time to listen and love.
My son, 17, listens to his I-touch a lot. The computer is also a good friend of his. He spends many hours researching movies he wants to write and direct someday soon.
One day he turned off all his electronics and just laid down to clear his head to allow the thoughts-his thoughts only-to play in his head.
Latter that day, he was telling me how profound that experience was for him. I realized I could of told him a million times to just turn it all off and all he would of done was thought I was annoying.
I set the lure by doing yoga and meditating, by talking about how those experiences work for me when the subjects come up in our conversation, which we have often.
You know how we say, “I hope someday they get it”.
Well…he got it. ♥
What does the smiling Indian child have to do with the 17 year old that learned to appreciate silence?
I have known you since you were two. Your mother would push you around Warfside Village in a stroller. She would come visit me when I worked at Freebird Creation Jewelry store. You did not seem to mind because you always had a big smile on your face. And oh what a face you had. You were one of the most adorable little girls I had ever seen. Your hair was black, big and beautiful. Your skin was a golden dark brown, eyes big and brown. Your mother always had lots of colors to brighten you up, lots of African bracelets and hair clips, deep greens mixed with reds and yellows. She would dress you in the softest, most comfortable, cute cotton clothes. A lot of care and love went into your day-to-day safeguarding.
I think every child comes into this world with there own agenda. You definitely had yours. As a child you were very headstrong. This might be tuff on the parents but deep down we are always happy for the headstrong children because we know they are survivors. You can come up against most anything and at the end of the battle you will be riding on top swinging your flag with a big smile and lots of people smiling with you. You just have this aura about you that people want to be around. You radiate something special.
You and your mom might of banged heads a bit but you were always polite. I loved hearing your voice. It had a little gravel but very feminine. You would say, “Hello Jeanie, Hi Jeanie, How are you doing today? Bonjoir!” as you jumped on the trampoline.
You were always nice to my kids, as you can see in this picture. When you would first see people for the day you would have a warm greeting for them as if you were truly happy to see them. Not everyone has this quality. This is a special thing, to make others feel welcomed.
Now you have a family of your own. I know you will pass on the love you were given along with plenty much more of your own.
Happy 21st. May life send you blessings and happiness.