Taboo Sleeping Paranoia

I'm thinking I should print this off for my mother and I. We inherited the wrong hairy-ness amount from our father's. I've often turned this paranoia over and over in my head; I'm certain any significant other would be scared away if they knew the truth.

I don't understand why hair on girls is such a taboo? Many European women never have to shave, but us Americans do or we are considered replusive by most men. I'm tired of it and maybe I want to be hairy sometimes! It takes way to much time these days... Especially when you expect my vag to be smooth as a babies bottom! Yes, I started to before you, but now that you request--DEMAND it-- I have no motivation to. I'm becoming more logical as I age, shaving as often or waxing just to be silky smooth for a night with you is ridculous. I don't expect it from you and by golly if I feel like letting my vag hair grow out a bit then I will! You can like it or not, but I will no longer take some much time to please you.

Racist?

As a Native Texan I've heard and thought this all my life. Does that make me racist?

How about you give a darn if you want to be in this country so badly; it'll help you fit it, get a job, and allow your children to blossom in our school systems.


I'm not racist.
You're just stubborn & ignorant.

Retts

Rett Syndrome: A symptom complex only observed in girls. The child develops normally for 6 to 12 months, and then the disease manifests in the age 6 months to 4 years. It is a progressive neurodevelopmental disorder characterised by acquired microcephaly, severe dementia, autism, purposeless hand movements, characteristic hand-wringing stereotypy, and jerky ataxia of the trunk. Hypotonia (loss of muscle tone) is usually the first symptom. Inheritance is probably X-linked dominant with lethality in the hemizygous males. The syndrome affects approximately 1 in every 10,000-15,000 live female births. The gene causing the disorder has now been identified.

bright eyes

sweet smile

clasped hands

unique style

special child

secret mind

loving heart

one of a kind

so we thought

but 'tis not true

now we find she is one of a few

I'm learning more about G everyday; she's so special to me, brighter than others would assume. Those eyes bear into mine, questioning, answering. I long to know what toughts linger in her mind. If only I knew G, we'd be inseperable.

JET is such a fireball grasping you for just one seconding and wizing off to a new adventure.

TNT grows with each day. Currently exploring the sounds and blurbs her mouth can make, mimicking mine, scooting backwards, standing nearly on our own. Perhaps we will walk before we crawl.