Raising a Blue Moon

  It recently hit me that from now on, I will not know a day without worrying. My carefree days are over. It is in my nature I can't help it. I started worrying about two or three days after I found out that I was pregnant; I worried about a possible miscarriage about money and my ability to care for another human being. Now, almost 7 months pregnant, I worry about dying while giving birth, about leaving you, this poor helpless creature behind, about postpartum depression, the baby's room (your room), etc.  And this is just the start! Soon I will be worried about daycare, about schools, about teenage boys obsessing about my daughter, about drugs, and about her leaving me to go to college. The worrying never ends, so my mother tells me and does believe that I need to say goodbye to some part of myself. The part that didn't have to worry about curfews, cursing in front of children, setting an example, etc. I think my biggest worry for you will be to make sure you ar...

My Dear Julieta, I really hope that when it is time for you to have a job, things have changed for the better. It is very tough to be a woman, standing your ground and fighting for what you believe in. Other women around me are constantly second-guessing themselves, questioning their leadership skills, their knowledge, and intelligence before even questioning the person that is doubting them, to begin with. It is our nature to assume, or better yet, this thing inside our heads that we have been raised to believe in; that everything is our fault, that there must be something wrong with what we are doing, and that we have to correct ourselves. Men don't think that way as a rule; they question their managers or leaders before assigning blame on themselves, and there must be at least the same amount of intelligent women like intelligent men. They just don't go to this dark place that often. We constantly wonder if we are making good choices. If the decisions we are making today ...