When I was little, I was a snot.

I remember when I was around 8 years old my mom would tell me how “lucky” I was **insert eye rolling emoji.** The things that I got to do, the places I got to go, the things that I had…she reminded me constantly that a lot of kids weren’t as fortunate. I eventually became so fed up with hearing those words that I finally found a comeback, a spoiled bratty mic drop, if you will…

“Well, I didn’t ask to be here.”

In other words,

“I didn’t ask to be born and placed on this earth. You made that decision, therefore it is your responsibility to give me a good life.”

Y’all….SHAKIN MY DAMN HEAD. Looking back on it now, I don’t know how she refrained from popping me in my mouth because if one of my children said that to me, in the context that I said it…call CPS…matta fact, I’ll call them! And don’t get me wrong my mom DID. NOT. PLAY. She wasn’t the kind of mom to make empty threats, she followed thru and I knew that. I respected her and rarely got in trouble, but occasionally the only child in me would make an appearance.

 I used that little one liner a lot throughout my life…I’m talking, until I went to college. You know when I REALLY stopped?

July 20th, 2012.

The birth of my first child.

 Holy crap. Do you know how unbelievably humbling it is to spend 24 years of life doing exactly as you please, then all of a sudden having this little dude who gives no FUKS about what you WANT or NEED?

Even now…guys, I was so livid with my tiniest terror this weekend. Whhyyyy must he wake up at 6 AM on a Saturday begging me for cereal? I didn’t know that it was humanly possible to feel that annoyed with another person. Oh but it is. But in the midst of dragging myself out of bed, and pouring “Yucky Charms”, the humble fairy visited me…

It’s not his fault that he’s an early riser. It’s not his fault that you stayed up late. It’s not his fault that he is hungry. THEY DID NOT ASK TO BE HERE.

 Oh man. That little one liner that I had felt so comfortable using for 20 years is working its way back around in a way that I hadn’t anticipated. Karma.

 I want these little boys to have the world. And let me say, that that doesn’t mean spoiling them with all the things. It means giving them the tools to be independent, loving, respectful young men who are able to stand on their own upon adulthood. It means finding a way to co-parent and doing what’s in their best interest vs mine. It means cutting out nail appointments for a month because they each want to play soccer annnnd t-ball and realizing that what they gain from those activities is worth more than 30 minutes in the nail salon.

But at the same time, it also means self-care. Taking the grown up vacation and not feeling guilty about it or getting the massage I’ve put off because I struggled justifying spending the money. When I take care of me, I’m taking care of them, and they have to be taken care of because…”they didn’t ask to be here.”I am usually super obnoxious about expressing the importance for chasing “dreams” and “passions,” and quite frankly, I don’t care if it’s annoying. But I will say, that stems from having my kids and realizing how precious time is. It is so much more valuable than any tangible gift or dollar amount. I want more of it…I want more time with them. They won’t remember the things, they will remember the moments. 

I mean, what’s a word that’s bigger than “love?” That’s what I feel for my little boys.  They are single handedly the reason that I’ve grown up and I will never be able to thank them enough for that. I want my sons to have the best version of me, the woman who wakes every morning grateful even while groggy. Who’s more persistent and less petty (working on that one still ?). And lastly, who is present.

I will show up for these little boys no matter how hard  it is to do so, and everyday single day I will be here…because they didn’t ask to be.


Hey Y’all! I’m Tiara. I’m a newly divorced, 30 year old, #boymomX2. and Mompreneur. In my very limited free time, I also enjoy blogging, shoutout to touchebytiara.com. I love every bit of my crazy life and my goal is to keep it as real as possible. It’s complicated and messy, but beautiful. Blessed AF y’all!

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  1. Hmm…. maybe if you actually engaged the authors and gave them credit…so they could share their submission posts with their larger followings… your Facebook posts would get more than 1 or 2 likes per post.

    And your “very busy” editors reviewing all these submissions wouldnt have to have full time jobs else where because you would be able to afford to bring them on full time.

    Be better humans. Actually give a shit about people.

    • Magnolia Ripkin

      Well Carol from CuntMoms (is that even a thing?), you seem pretty angry. I am not sure how we did not give authors credit? We always post the author bio and socials in the piece that we publish for them.

      I am sorry you feel slighted in some way by whatever it is that triggered you, but your comments seem very specific and ragey. Maybe chill and read websites that don’t upset you?

  2. As the editor on this piece, its poor taste to list the author as a wannabe. You should give credit for the writing where it is due, whether thr piece was 100% to your liking or not. Whether you were given rights to post or not, those are her words, her name should be associated to it.

    • Magnolia Ripkin

      Hi Michelle, Editor here. I am not sure what the issue is. All original pieces that come through my inbox are in the category of “Wannabe Blunt” because they are participating in the application process to become a cadre writer. It is kind of like their interview pieces, and they let us know when they want to get more serious and apply to the cadre writer group.
      We always put their bio and socials links in with each post. The only time we don’t is when the author asks us to post it anonymously.

      Did we miss something here?

  3. Jenny Kanevsky

    Carol, Carol,
    Slow your roll sista. As a writer for BluntMoms, I can tell you they are all about credit and they are great humans. Not sure what got up in your bonnet but it’s all good.

    There is ample opportunity to share your posts. Share and share away. Social media is a single click away, on every platform, it’s pretty amazing.

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