The Importance of Being Reese: June 2012

All New

I'm sure most of you have noticed quite a few new things about my blog. These changes are long overdue and I wanted to make them before I begin my giveaways and start gaining more followers. For now, however, there are a couple things you guys should know.

Most importantly my blog url has changed. I'm now located at

Secondly, my blog title has changed to The Importance of Being Reese.

Lastly, I'm going thru some major remodeling. Don't get too used to this layout, it's only temporary while I tweek my final layout. I'll also be changing some of my pages. I have yet to upload and DIY projects, so instead I'm probably going to begin featuring a weight loss section.

Anyhow, let me know what you guys think of the new page and whether or not you have suggestions and such.

Until next time


Tuesday's Photo of the Week

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To Work or Not To Work?

Apparently (note the sarcasm) there is this incessant debate amongst women, more specifically Stay At Home Moms vs. Working Moms about whether a mother's place is in her home, taking care of her children, or at the office, building a career. A few days ago, I got into a pretty heated argument with a friend who felt that I was neglecting my daughter by choosing to go to school so that I could begin working. And by heated, I mean an all out, no-holds-barred verbal assault. Needless to say, I think it will be quite a while before we are even allowed within 20 yards of each other.

To tell you the truth, before I became a mother, I was completely oblivious to this never ending debate. However, now that I have crossed that threshold into motherhood, I’ve found myself thrown directly into the center of the fiery topic. Again. Again. And again.

 It used to be that I would go home for family events and the topic of discussion would be my future career goals. Flash forward three years and one daughter later, and the topic of discussion has now transformed to "what type of job is James looking for?" In fact, I've basically found myself completely excluded from any conversation pertaining to career decisions, unless the people I'm speaking to are unaware that I am a mother. Never mind the fact that I am still the same highly motivated career-oriented woman that I was 2 years ago. Only now I'm highly motivated while I'm changing diapers and teaching Jasmine her ABC's.

The few times that my career is mentioned, it normally comes attached to a statement like "I could never leave my baby at home all day while I'm at work." My response (because I have heard this on more than one occasion) is typically, "I'm sorry...that you feel that way, but babies gotta eat." (Note: this only works if you do a slight pause after the “I’m sorry”, that way they feel as if you’re apologizing, right before you cram it back in their faces).

Now it's not that I don't trust that James is doing an excellent job taking care of our home, because he is, it's that I don't feel he should not have to do it, alone. Right now this country is going through a very unstable time financially. Those who have great jobs and the education to match are not guaranteed that they will have those same jobs tomorrow. It's sad, but it's life.  I choose to deal with it by recognizing that if we want Jasmine to have the best upbringing we can possibly give her, both of us need to work towards that. (Note: I am not saying that Stay At Home Moms do not contribute to their household).

I just watched Good Deeds last weekend (another great movie by Tyler Perry) and this movie introduces you to a mother struggling to keep things together for her and her daughter. They're homeless, she has a horrible job, the IRS is withholding her pay; she basically can't seem to catch a break. There's this one scene (spoiler alert) where Perry's character asks Newton if she had always intended to be a janitor. To which she replies no, she was in nursing school, getting ready to finish, when her husband, who was in the army, was killed in Iraq. Sadly, because of this she was left destitute with no other means for supporting herself and her child.

 Now this is an extreme example, because anyone who is in the military, or affiliated with the military, knows that should something happen to your spouse while on active duty, there are things in place to ensure that you will be taken care of. (Unless you choose to live it up like you're Paris Hilton every night. Which if you're doing that shortly after your spouse dies while deployed, you need to be slapped. In the face. Repeatedly. With a chair). Point is, something happened to the main breadwinner, and as a result, they faced very difficult circumstances. I hope that nothing happens to James, but should something happen, I can rest assured that I will be in the position to support my daughter.  

I'm not trying to tell another woman how to run her home. At the end of the day, we are all mothers, and instead of tearing each other down, we need to support each other. Every family has a different set of circumstances. Every parent tries to lead their children in the best direction they can.  As a child, my parents instilled in me the value of hard work and a good education, and I have every intention of doing the same to my daughter. I was lucky enough to find an amazing man, whom I truly love and want to spend the rest of my days with. A strong, smart and supportive man. I pray that my daughter finds the same. However, it was hard for me to find a great guy in 2008, I can only imagine how tough it will be for her in about 25 years. So I will do everything I can possibly do to ensure that she understand how to support and take care of herself.

Basically what I’ve learned from this fiasco is that the next time someone tries to tear me down for attempting to raise my child in a manner in which James and I have decided is right for us, I will recognize that there is something, whether it be self-esteem issues or a incomplete understanding of our family dynamic, lacking in themselves and continue on with my day. My daughter is too important and too special for me to waste time and energy defending the way James and I choose to parent her.

Any questions???


The Latest and Greatest

Ekkk I can't believe it's been almost two months since my last post! I have been so absolutely boggled down by classwork, working, Jasmine and my latest pinterest obsession that blogging has sadly taken the backseat to my many many responsibilities.

So there have been a few significant changes in my life since my last post. For one, I am now employed...sorta. More specifically I'm interning. Which is awesome because I absolutely love my internship. The only thing I would love more about my internship, is if it were paid... Just sayin'.

 Anyhow, this summer, I am the newest intern for The National Kidney Foundation Serving the Carolinas, North Carolina Region. So if you have a moment, please swing the facebook page that I have created for our region and show a little "like" lovin' 

National Kidney Foundation Serving the Carolinas

I've also been taking summer classes at UNCC. Those of you who have had the misfortune of taking summer college classes, know that it's typically 16 weeks of work condensed into 5 weeks. Basically the end result is you finish faster, but you wound up having so much information crammed into your brain that it basically renders you emotionally unstable by the end of your 5 weeks. I swear last night James asked me a question about 50 Shades of Grey and I replied "There are 4 basic types of privacy, informational, bodily, communication and territorial." (By the way, in case you haven't heard, 50 Shades of Grey is more like "50 Shades of Total Sexy Goodness." It should come with a warning label. Warning: Reading this book may lead to you attempting to perform "acts" which you have not, nor should ever try. Unless you are a gymnast a ballerina... or married to the Rock. Just sayin').

"I'm sexy and I know it!"

I've also decided to take more of an interest in my health. A few months ago, my idea of exercising was walking up one flight of stairs...and then catching an elevator for the remaining two flights...while eating a twinkie.... Anyhow, I've definitely made quite a few positive changes. For one, I no longer eat past 8:00 pm. I've also made it a point to wake up at ungodly hour of 5:30 am at least three times a week for an early morning jog. I'm attempting to get myself in shape so that I can actually run the upcoming 5k Color Run. This will be my first attempt at running a 5k. In that past, you could typically find me leisurely strolling amongst the sweaty, heavily panting runners. This September, I am proud to say that I will be joining the ranks of those aforementioned sweaty, heavily panting runners. Yay! I'm also planning to participate in the Diva Half-Marathon in Myrtle Beach, SC next April. Double yay!

As life dictates, there's also always a bit of bad news to go with the good. Last Saturday, my grandfather passed away. The saddest thing is that he never got a chance to meet his beautiful great-granddaughter. I guess, I'll close this post by saying make sure you tell the people in your life how much they mean to you. Tomorrow is not promised for anyone. Hold your babies, husbands, wives, boyfriends or girlfriends close and let them know that they mean the world to you. 

Until next time my friends.

- Reese