Let the memories melt away like butter

They say an elephant never forgets.  Maybe if they lost weight, they would.

I recently got out of a very unhealthy relationship.  And I use the word “unhealthy” purposefully.  It was the most emotionally diminishing relationship I’ve ever been in.  What I find curious, is as my self-esteem shrank, my midsection got bigger.  I’ve always been a slim, somewhat muscular woman and yet somehow I gained over 6 lbs in under six months.  That’s a lot of weight, especially for a woman who is 5’2” and whose weight has never increased more than a pound or two a year.

I think my body was trying to shield itself from the emotional blows.  Nourish itself from the emotional starvation.  Yet with every bite I took, I was feeding my victimization.  Instead of taking action, I was harming myself.  I have a serious heart condition.  What was I thinking?  Weight gain isn’t just about harming your image; it’s about harming your future.

My body is a warrior who won’t lay down and die.  I’ve been shedding the weight since the breakup.  As my confidence grows, my BMI gets smaller.  And I am feeling capable again.  Capable of walking a flight of stairs without losing my breath.  Capable of loving again without the fear of being hurt.

But just like weight tries to creep back and can be difficult to shed, so is my ex-boyfriend.  That cheeseburger can try to tempt you from time to time, but you have to remember no amount of whole wheat buns, avocado, and grade A lean beef can make it healthy.  You will always gain weight when you eat cheeseburgers.

~Sonja Braun

 

5 parenting tips from a recovering teacher

No, I am not a parent.

I have just dealt with the consequences of parenting for the past six years of my life as a 9th grade earth science teacher.  If you have younger children, sorry I don’t know anything about lil kids other than they cry a lot and pee on themselves.  These parenting tips are geared towards either parents of adolescents or parents who have children they believe will live long enough to reach adolescence.

Tip #5: Downtime is a must.  I do believe idle hands are the devil’s playground.  But an overworked brain gets sloppy, and looks for easy solutions.  If you want your child to be an independent thinker, you have to give them time to do just that…think!  Let them daydream, let their minds wander, let them withdraw a little.  Adolescence is the stage where they start to form their own opinions.  Don’t you want your teen to have opinions that are well thought out?

Tip #4: Your teen still needs you!  I personally think that adolescence is the stage of life where children need their parents the most, but want them the least.  Parents of teens often take advantage of their child’s new found independence to do something that they’ve always wanted to do for themselves but didn’t have time because they were busy raising children.  Parents of teens are more likely to start a new business, get a college degree, start a new career, start dating, have that new baby etc.  And sometimes seeing their parents pursue their dreams and continually raising the bar on their lives will inspire teens to become more motivated and ambitious.

But, this tip is intended for parents of those other children.  Some teens need their parents more than others, and yes that means your dreams (yet again) have to be put on hold.  As a teacher, about 30% of my most difficult behavior issues were from children of parents who were starting a new chapter in their life.  And it may be frustrating after parenting for 16 years that you still can’t reclaim some of your life.  But, guess what, that 16 year old is still a CHILD!  And they are just not ready yet.  Luckily for you, this stage will only last two or three more years.  Be patient, give them what they need.  Or they can permanently harm themselves.  Some of the consequences are drugs, alcohol, teen pregnancy, gang violence, and even suicide.  Most teens feel invisible and misunderstood, you add an overbusy parent to the mix and the outcomes can be devastating.  How do you know if your child is one of the 30%?  As you start to pursue your dreams, do their friends change, their grades drop, they stop doing things they used to enjoy, they’re constantly getting in trouble?  If you’re not even certain if these changes have happened, just know your child is probably already part of the 30%.

Tip #3: Put your money where your mouth is.  Children don’t listen to what you say, they watch what you do.  Adults focus too much on the “power of words” and too little of the impact of their actions.  Money is one of the most important aspects of a teenager’s life.  They see it as power, fame, and independence.  So they watch what you do with your money, more than you do.  Most parents would say they want their children to focus on education, and that education, education, education is important.  When I hear a parent say that, I always turn and ask: How much of your annual budget is spent on educating your child?  They’re often stopped dead in their tracks.

As a teacher I am telling you, do not rely on the school to be the sole educator of your child.  It’s YOUR child!  And you can be certain, even the best teacher will never take as good care of your child as you will.  How many vacations did you take where the focus was enjoying the beach or riding rollercoasters versus where the focus was visiting museums and national parks?  How much money do you spend on clothing versus buying books, telescopes, and educational software?  Actually do the math, don’t guesstimate.  And no, Christmas doesn’t count–education occurs every day.  Track your spending for a month and make sub categories (for example, snacks and alcohol are non-essential groceries and should not be bundled with meat, vegetables, fruit, etc just because you bought them at a grocery store) and see where your money is going and whether or not your spending is in line with your values.  Because you can be certain your teen intrinsically knows what your real values are, and they are already acting accordingly.

Tip #2: Teach them to respect money.  As a teacher, I have learned that all people learn best by doing.  This means that talking won’t cut it, you have to engage your child in managing money.  The best way to do that is to have them assist you in creating the family budget.  This is not for the faint of heart.  You have to show your teen your paycheck, and have them assist you in paying the monthly bills, grocery shopping, etc.  Most parents don’t do this for fear their children will blab to the entire neighborhood.  The fact is, your children will tell everyone!  But what’s more important, your personal pride or pride in knowing you’re raising a competent savvy child?  I am often shocked at how ignorant teens are to the basics of banking, credit, and saving.  I have seen teens be impressed by a job that paid $30,000, not because their parents were poor, but because they were so disconnected to what lifestyle a certain income can give them.  How can they plan their lives if they don’t know what those numbers really mean?

Tip #1: Step back, breathe, and let them struggle.  Sometimes the biggest gift anyone can give to another person is silence and space.  This is particularly true for teens because they have to learn to stand on their own two feet.  For example, if your child loves to sing and you find yourself saying any of the following more than once a season, just know you are verging on over-parenting:

“Why don’t you join the choir?”

“I just heard of a local talent show, maybe we can look into it.”

“Mr. X is giving vocal lessons, on Saturday let’s go down and meet with him.”

Many well-meaning parents will try to provide endless opportunities to see their children shine.  But that can lead to children who are crippled and over-reliant on other people.  Allow your child’s passion to bubble up to the point where they are desperate and will reach out for help.  Often times people follow the path of least resistance, and if you make the path too easy your teen can stray down a path they never truly loved, only liked a lot. When people have to fight for their dreams, they learn very quickly what their priorities are and start to build inner strength and determination.  There is also a sense of confidence that comes over a person when they have identified a problem and solved it themselves, even if the solution was asking for help.  Don’t rob your teen of these feelings.

Some of you may feel tips #4 and #1 disagree with each other. No they don’t.  Your teen wants to know that you will be available whenever they need you, and are not too preoccupied with your own life to really and truly see them.  In other words, your teen wants you there so they can ignore you.  Deal with it.  Luckily, this too shall pass.

If you vehemently disagree with any of these tips, then you’re in luck.  What’s great about advice is you get to pick and choose what you feel is useful and ignore the rest.

~Sonja Braun

Short shorts and varicose veins

Was Bell Biv Devoe correct when they said “Never trust a big butt and a smile”?

She’s dangerous.  To whom?  To a man?  To men in general?  To herself?  Women in general?  Her family?  Society?  All of the above?  Who?!…There has always been a delicate balance between conforming to social norms and freedom of expression.  You add a woman’s sexuality to the mix and the Jenga pieces come quickly tumbling down.

I have recently been feeling the effects of this imbalance since my relocation from New York to Florida.  In this hot sticky climate I came face to face with a part of me I’ve been trying to ignore for over a decade: my love of short shorts.  I can’t help it!  I have a great ass and nice legs.  If I were twenty-something I would embrace the heat without a thought.  But now I’m in my thirties, and this new landscape seems to be dotted with minefields.

I’m definitely at the stage of my life where I want to be an impactful, inspiring, empowering woman.  And I am fully aware of the difference between work appropriate clothing and social clothing.  But when I think of women who inspire me, such as Michelle Obama and my mom, I can’t imagine them ever wearing short shorts.  Even out of my peers, those that are most inspiring to me don’t wear short shorts.

In the work arena, I’ve always been a true believer of the adage “dress for the position you want, not the one you have.”  And I think there is some truth to this outside of the workplace.  You can’t expect people to treat you like an adult and take you seriously if you’re wearing Hello Kitty backpacks and Mickey Mouse t-shirts.  But how far does that go in our social life?

Is my goal of being valued as a responsible adult in danger if I wear short shorts?  And maybe the answer is currently “no”, but when will it become a “yes”?  There has to be a point where I am too damn old to wear short shorts.  I’m just not sure if I’ve already reached that point.

~Sonja Braun

Here kitty kitty kitty

Men watch too much porn.

As a woman it is exhausting to have the bedroom constantly be so penis-centric.  But that’s what many men think good sex is all about.  Even though countless studies and magazines have published the fact that most women don’t orgasm through penetration, porn shows the complete opposite.  He sticks it in, and she’s wildly orgasming after two strokes.  Please.

Magic stick?!  Fuck 50 and Lil’ Kim!  Unless “stick” is a pet name for your tongue or finger, just know there is little magic in your stick.  What’s funny is, as a woman, your penis has very little to do with my pleasure.  It can be limp all night and I can still fall asleep with a smile on my face.

So much of a man’s bedroom persona is wrapped up in his penis.  And that’s just not the same with many women.  I often imagine what sex would be like if men were banned from using their penis.  Not all the time, just once in a while as an exercise in bedroom pleasure.  I think many men would feel lost and confused.  Probably terrified as well.

Don’t men understand that the reason the vast majority of women have sex with them has very little to do with their penis?  Don’t they get that?  Especially if you are in a loving and committed relationship. You are more than your penis!  We are more than our vagina!  So please, please, PLEASE guys…don’t bring that energy into the bedroom.  It’s exhausting, distancing, and leads to dissatisfied women.

Just a little helpful tip, from me to you.

~Sonja Braun

Jesus Christ! Mother??

I was told once: A powerful person speaks her vision.

I was having a flirtatious conversation with one of my male friends.  We were discussing what we wanted from future relationships, he hinted that marriage and children were not in his future.  I quipped that I saw him having children and being married to someone like myself! Thank God he laughed.

I realized how crazy that must’ve sounded.  I felt crazy saying it.  And I’m not even sure what brand of crazy I was being.  Was it crazy as in powerful courageous woman? Was it crazy as in desperate biological clock ticking? Or was it crazy as in she forgot to take her meds again?  Every person will make their own opinion.  But that’s not even the point.

It’s interesting what’s become socially unacceptable for women to say.  In any circle of thirty -somethings I can say any of the following without anyone batting an eyelash:

I want to start my own company

I’m giving away all my possessions and moving to India

I want to know what it’s like to kiss a guy with a tongue ring

I’m giving up meat, eggs, dairy, gluten, salt, sugar, and paprika

I’m learning how to pole dance

I’m quitting my lucrative job and moving to Botswana to help build a bridge

But if you mention that you want to get married and have children, all of a sudden everyone is uncomfortable.  You have committed a major social faux pas.  And then everyone looks at you as if you’re crazy. Cray-zay!

Thankfully, I have long ago embraced my inner lunatic, so I’ll speak my vision:

I want to get married and have children.

What’s so interesting is how bad I want to qualify that statement.  I want to follow it by an explanation, that because of my congenital heart defect I always felt that it would be too unsafe to have kids.  Maybe even morally wrong to try.  But now with my implantable cardioverter defibrillator (ICD) I have possibilities open to me I never dreamed were possible before…But really, none of that matters.  No one needs to have a “story” to justify that vision.  So I’ll say it again, one more time for good measure:

I want to get married and have children.

What is your inner lunatic envisioning?

~Sonja Braun

I am a WO-man!!

Naïveté is overrated.  Innocence is boring.  Purity is high maintenance.

They say the older you get, the more intolerant to bullshit you become.  What I find surprising is that I’m becoming more and more intolerant to none other than my own bullshit.  I am starting to irritate myself.

I recently realized that I am a badass woman who knows stuff.  Yet, I’ve been playing Bambi in all my romantic relationships.  You know the idea, sweet helpless doe lost in the woods (which is ironic because Bambi really was a male deer who was quite capable).  I may be lost in the woods, but I knew what supplies to bring to survive the journey, and can probably read a map and compass much better than you.  Actually, you need my help.

So why did I play small?  In one word: fear.  I was a late bloomer so at some point I was truly innocent and was praised for being so pure.  The innocence kept me safe.  But I haven’t been truly naïve for a long time.  At some point that realization made me sad, so I figured if I pretended to be naïve, it’s as good as being naïve.  But it comes at a cost.  And the cost isn’t just the abstract idea that you’re not being “true to yourself”, there are concrete costs as well.  People at work don’t take me as seriously as they should.  I’m a powerhouse pretending to be a child.  How can they?

In my romantic life the energy I put out is what I got back.  And what I got were men who were overrated, BORING, and high maintenance.  Men who were so insecure in their “manliness” they could only be comfortable with women who they saw as weak.  Once they found out this sheep is really a wolf, well…you know what happened.

I’m not a little girl.  I am a woman!  And I’m not fully sure what that means yet.  But I do know that it at least means I am ready to shine in my full glory.  And…I’ve been secretly dying to throw a man onto a bed, rip his clothes off and do bad bad things to him.  It may not be what feminists all around hoped to be first on my “To Do List”, but…oh well!

Ready world? Here I come!

~Sonja Braun